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Chapter 653 You Said That You Did Not Drink Wine
Chapter 653 You Said That You Did Not Drink Wine
Chapter 653 You Said That You Did Not Drink Wine
Eight hundred thousand was a very tempting sum for Skylar now that all of her investment funds were
making losses. She knew that female live streamers earned a lot of money selling things.
Unfortunately, she was bound by a contract and had to follow her management company's rules.
She replied, “My manager won't let me do it.” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Janice protested defiantly, “Every celebrity sells things on live streams! You already have so many
followers on TikTok, but you didn't even post anything new. The number of followers on your account is
dropping every day. People are wondering if you've forgotten your password or if your manager is too
focused on Amelia.”
Skylar sighed. Bad news spread quickly, huh?
The rest were still not satisfied after a meal. They planned to go and sing, but Skylar rejected the offer
by saying that she had drunk too much.
She took a cab home. On the way back, she took out her phone, feeling as excited as a child opening a
mystery box.
However, she did not see what she wanted to. Tobias did not send any messages to her even though
she called him that morning.
She consoled herself. Perhaps, his assistant didn't inform him.
When Skylar reached home, she saw a black Maserati parked at the entrance. She pushed the door
open and entered. There was a grey suitcase with a security check sticker placed beside the shoe
rack.
Tobias was sitting on the sofa. Staring at his broad back, Skylar called out to him.
He pushed his cigarette butt against the crystal ashtray on the table, extinguishing it. Skylar walked
forward and noticed how exhausted he seemed.
“Why are you back so late? I went to the office to look for you, but they said that you weren't there.” His
voice sounded hoarse.
When he caught a whiff of alcohol on Skylar, a glint flashed across Tobias's brooding eyes.
“I was at a class gathering. They kept calling me to go, so I'll seem arrogant if I still refused to go. Since
I don't have any friends either, I just went there to see what's going on.”
“Must you drink?” The smell of alcohol on Skylar's body could almost overwhelm the smell of tobacco.
Skylar was quite close to Tobias. “I only drank two glasses. Only two glasses.”
Having spent so much time with Skylar, he did not believe her cover-up.
He smirked slightly, exuding a mature and masculine aura. Skylar started to panic.
“How much did you drink?”
Skylar squeezed out a smile. “I can't remember. I didn't drink much, so I'm still quite sober. I walked in a
straight line when I came back.”
Tobias looked down at Skylar's sports shoes, which she had not taken off when entering. “If you didn't
drink much, why would you forget to change your shoes when you entered?”
Skylar shuffled backward, feeling dizzy. Although she did not drink much, she was not extremely sober.
Tobias walked to the shoe rack and took Skylar's white slippers.
Skylar watched as he bent down in front of her. Upon noticing that she was still motionless, Tobias
raised his head and instructed firmly, “Raise your leg.”
Skylar lowered her head, still feeling awkward as she watched Tobias bending down with the slipper.
He was all she could see—his broad shoulders underneath the black shirt, those open buttons, his
immaculate dressing...
Tobias was looking down, his facial features looking extremely charismatic.
Skylar's heart was already pounding rapidly. She could feel the warmth of his fingers and the
roughness of his palm while he held her ankle.
For a moment, Skylar thought that she could become a princess too, even though her prince was
helping her wear a slipper.
Considering Tobias' age, it would be inappropriate to call him a prince—he should be a king.
Skylar stepped into the soft slippers. Standing up, Tobias stared at her deeply before kissing her lips.
He bit her lower lip and said in a deep voice, “How can you say that you didn't drink much when your
mouth is filled with an alcoholic taste?”