Chapter 392
“Alaricka, forgot your promise?” Yao gritted his teeth. “Snap out of it. We’re late.”
Alarieka brushed with closed eyes, foam garbling her words. “Got it. Stop nagging. I know the drill.”
Yao nearly exploded, his striking features tightening. “Your ‘drill‘ means rolling out of bed an hour before? Any later, you will be late!”
Alarieka cracked open an eye, glaring at Yao’s reflection. “Why the rush? Whose fault is my late rise? Yours! You kept pouring drinks last night, knowing I can’t hold my liquor.”
Yao’s anger dissolved seeing Alarieka’s radiant face and soft loungewear in the mirror. His loungewear matched hers–a bargain set she’d bought on impulse and gifted him when stuck with it.
Even as her wealth grew, she never tossed the cheap set. True, he’d been overexcited last night, pushing rounds on Jaylene and Nie Guanyu until even latecomer Alarieka got roped into several shots. He softened his tone. “No rush. But please hurry. Time’s ticking. I’ll wait outside.”
Alarieka shut her eyes, dismissing him. “Get out. Out of my sight.”
True to form, Alaricka arrived at the restaurant right on time. Adjusting her red dress by the entrance, she checked her reflection in the glass. “Presentable? Won’t embarrass you?”
The woman had blossomed–bright eyes, pearly teeth, lips like rose petals barely capturing her radiance. Tall, curvaceous in a short skirt that showcased her figure, porcelain skin glowing. Her mere presence drew stares.
Yao’s gaze lingered on her face. “Stunning.”
Alarieka’s red lips curved. She beckoned him with a soft hum.
Yao leaned in. “What is it?”
The next second, unfazed, Alarieka looped her arm through Yao’s and pulled him closer.
Sean’s body stiffened slightly. He turned his head stiffly to look at Alarieka Huston: “… What’s wrong?”
Alarieka Huston lifted her chin. “Didn’t you say you wanted me to pretend to be your girlfriend? Of course, this is the way it should be.”
Sean pressed his lips together, his voice lowered, his deep eyes fixed on Alarieka Huston’s profile: “Okay.”
After the waiter pushed open the door to the VIP Lounge, Alarieka Huston took Sean’s arm and walked in gracefully and confidently. Sean took her hand from his arm and held it in his palm. “Grandpa, this is my girlfriend, Alarieka.”
Inside the VIP Lounge, only one old man was sitting there. The moment he saw Sean, his face darkened. He snorted coldly: “So you finally know to come see me! Ungrateful descendant! I’ve raised you for nothing!”
At these words, Sean’s face also turned sour. “Old man, my girlfriend is right here. Can you give me some face?”
The old man slapped the table. “You want face? Don’t I want it too? How many people outside are laughing at me for not being able to control my grandson? And you, you’re out there fooling around all day!”
Sean was about to say something, but Alarieka Huston moved her fingers and gave him a look. Sean had to swallow his words.
Alarieka Huston smiled imperceptibly at the stern old man sitting in the center. “Grandpa, hello. I’m Sean’s girlfriend, Alarieka Huston,” Alarieka Huston placed the gift box in her hand on the table and pushed it forward. “I’ve heard from Sean before that you love baijiu. This is something I had someone bring over from G Province. You can try it.”
As she spoke, she calmly sized up the old grandpa opposite her. He was full of energy, with a serious expression. Though elderly, he looked quite robust. When sitting, his back was very straight. His eyes were sharp and stern, his lips pressed tight. He was the very image of a stubborn old man.