Pampered by the Foolish CEO

20

At night, I received a call from Liam's female secretary.

She told me that Liam was drunk and kept murmuring my name. Thus, she asked me to check on him.

I jumped from the couch, picked up my bag, and went to the karaoke bar.

Liam was still dressed in the gray suit as before. Currently, he was slumped on the couch, dejected, with several empty bottles of expensive wine on the table.

I was unsure how expensive it was. After all, I only recognized vodka.

However, I heard a bottle of wine on the table could buy a house in Nevada City.

Seeing me coming, the other young men on the couch got up one after another and greeted, "Melanie."

They went out and left the room to Liam and me.

This greatly satisfied my vanity of being the heroine of the novel.

I put on a look of innocence and confusion. Although I could usually unscrew the fire hydrant with my bare hands, I could only pull Liam's heavy body weakly. Because of my "insufficient strength," Liam fell over me.