Chapter 86 Stage Three of the Bet, Intoxication 7

Jonah held Shirley by her shoulders and dragged Shirley out from the car.

As he did so, he accidentally let her head hit against the car door. "Ow..." the woman grumbled in her daze.

"Jonah!"

came Dewitt's sharp chide. Frightened, Jonah's grip on Shirley's shoulders loosened. She was about to fall out when-

"D*mn it!" With a low cuss, Dewitt swiftly caught her body, holding her steady. "You can't even carry someone right!"

Jonah was sweating profusely. "I-I'm sorry, Master..."

His expression was one of aggrievement. Wasn't he doing what his Master had told him to do? ...

Dewitt glared at Jonah, but sighed in the end and held Shirley in his arms.

Swiveling into the wheelchair, he shifted Shirley so she laid against his legs.

Jonah quickly wheeled him upstairs.

After sending Dewitt back to the suite, Jonah immediately left, for fear of angering his Master again.

Only the two were left inside the luxurious penthouse.

Dewitt felt the urge to strangle the woman in his arms.