6kv Chapter 862 - 887: She Knew He Was Coming (8)
Chapter 862 - 887: She Knew He Was Coming (8)
Even if it seemed like an abandoned parking lot, it was still a public place.
Mia Ginger withdrew her thoughts and closed her eyes.
She gritted her teeth, opened her eyes again, pressed her lips tightly looking at Zuri Ginger, and stepped back.
She hadn’t even stood up, shrinking back at Ron King’s gaze, trying to minimize her presence.
This pitiable appearance made Zuri Ginger furious just at a glance. She stepped forward, tipped her wrist, and poured a bottle of wine right over her head. Mia couldn’t dodge in time. Her sharp nails dug into Mia’s face as she aimed the bottle at her, pouring the wine down her throat.
Anger always gives people tremendous strength, and Mia pushed against her for a long while before finally, with all her might, she knocked the bottle away.
She fell forward and started vomiting.
The stench of alcohol filled her mouth, scorching her throat, burning up her insides.
Mia coughed violently, and Zuri rushed over again, yanking her hair.
Her expression was so frantic that the two men standing nearby were startled.
Mia grabbed onto Brother Ford’s pant leg, got up and hid behind him, panting, "Brother Ford, help me."
The air was heavy with alcohol, her breath searing hot, intoxicating with just a word.
Ford hadn’t expected that she would suddenly turn to him for help.
So pitiful, so disheveled, so pleadingly turning to him.
In a man’s nature, there’s always a hint of protective instinct, a subconscious desire to be a hero in front of a woman he fancies.
Even if pretending, he wants to pretend to be a hero.
"Enough, enough," Zuri grumbled, barely standing, both angry and panicked.
Ron King cast her an annoyed glance and said in a deep voice, "Stop arguing, we’re at this point already, think about how to send her away, we can’t exactly have someone drive over here to pick her up, can we?!"
This remark reminded Zuri, and also reminded Mia and Ford.
Mia clenched the hand hanging by her side and whispered, "Brother Ford, I want to go to the bathroom."
"Go to hell!" Ron King swore.
At a time like this, thinking about the bathroom, was this girl planning on escaping?
He looked at Mia with suspicion.
But found Mia’s face flushed, eyes watery, drowsily hiding by Ford’s side, looking terribly wronged.
This girl?
Already drunk after such a short while?
Ford naturally noticed too, he could even feel the warmth radiating from the girl next to him.
He couldn’t stand it any longer.
Ford directly said to Ron King, "The car compartment smells terrible, you guys come up with a strategy, I’ll go get some fresh air with her and take her to the bathroom."
Ron King’s eyes were dark as he looked at him.
He surely knew what his nephew was planning, but he couldn’t care less.
With Mia here, Zuri was in a frenzied state.
They needed to come up with a plan, and it was just as well to let Mia go out.
Anyway, with such thin arms and legs, she couldn’t possibly run away.