Maria actually had no clue that her purse had been stolen amidst her heated fight with those men just now.
Fortunately for her, as the thief was passing by Kent and the man, he overheard that the owner of the purse he had plucked was none other than James' woman, so he quietly put her purse back.
All this was unbeknownst to Maria when she grabbed her purse and headed outside the bar. Once outside, she drank the fresh air greedily, glad to be free of the alcoholic smell of the bar interior.
A gust of cold wind enveloped her, and she shivered.
After sending his two friends off, Kent found Maria standing motionlessly in front of the bar. He trotted over and said warmly, "Maria, I haven't had any drinks. I can drive you back."
Maria shot him a peculiar glance. "How old are you?"
Though confused, Kent answered honestly, "22." He was one year younger than Ronald.
"Don't hang out with Ronald anymore," Maria said seriously. She believed Kent could grow up to be a fine young man if he was set on the right track.
"Didn't Ronald go to jail?" He raised an eyebrow. Kent had heard all about how it was this very woman in front of him who had sent Ronald to jail. While he might not have known how true this was, he didn't dare to ask anything more.
"Yes, he did," Maria said indifferently. "Let's go. I didn't bring a car here. Please give me a ride."
"Okay, I'll get my car."
Kent drove his car over and stopped in front of her. Then he got out of the car and opened the door to the passenger seat for her.
Maria took her seat graciously. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Where do you live, Maria?"
"Golden Mansion."
"Okay." 'Golden Mansion is home to the most expensive apartments in H City. There is no way she is able to afford a place there on her own; James must've bought her a unit.'
Truly, it was good for a man to have money-and better for a woman to have a man with money.
When they arrived at the Golden Mansion, Kent parked the car beside Maria's building.
Kent got out and quickly trotted over to the other side of the car to open the door for Maria, holding out one hand to support her.
Maria waved his hand away dismissively. "I'm not drunk, I had only three glasses."
She was telling the truth. Other than feeling a bit lightheaded, she was sober.
Kent let go of her arm submissively. "Okay. Then, I'll let you go upstairs by yourself."
Maria wanted to nod, but then she caught a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye. A familiar car was parked nearby, and a man who looked even more familiar was leaning against it, gazing at them intently.
Smiling, she flung one arm around Kent's shoulder, while she used her other arm to support her head. "Ah, I feel dizzy."
Kent, on full alert, caught her immediately. "Maria, if you don't mind, I'll walk you upstairs." He had no malicious intentions. He had seen how feisty Maria could get if anyone made one wrong move with her. He dared not overthink the situation.
"Okay!" Maria smiled at him sweetly, which made Kent almost forget to breathe.
Kent muttered awkwardly, "Sorry if I offend you." Then he held firmly onto her arm around his shoulder with one hand and used his other to support her by the waist. The two started to walk towards the apartment building a little unsteadily.
However, before they could even take two steps, a voice interrupted them. "Maria Song, what time is it now?"
The cold voice sent a shiver down Kent's spine. Looking up, he saw a domineering figure of a man in front of them. He immediately let go of Maria. "Hi, Mr. Xi."
Fortunately, Maria was not actually drunk. When Kent suddenly let go of her, she lost her balance for a moment but was eventually able to find her footing. Ignoring James' question, she held Kent's arm tightly and held her chin up high. "You almost threw me to the ground."
The man didn't reply. Under the dim street lamp, his cold gaze fell on the arm she was clutching, which made Kent extremely uncomfortable.
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