Captive Hearts: The Tycoon's Ugly Bride novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23 You Can't Leave

"Erin."

Blanche nervously looked at Erin's swollen face and turned to glare at Zach. She itched to rush over and punch the douche bag in the face. Unfortunately, she was outnumbered.

"Drink up, miss," Zach slurred, reeking of alcohol.

After a few seconds of silence, Blanche looked up.

"Fine. I'll drink."

"No, you can't drink that much. I'll lick his boots. It won't kill me anyway." Erin stopped her. So much alcohol would surely harm Blanche, and this thing arose from her at the end of the day.

Blanche patted the back of her hand and spoke softly.

"Don't worry. I have a plan."

"If you're brave enough, take off your mask and drink. Stop pretending and show me your face."

Blanche glanced at the wine on the table and the leering men in the room before she made a request.

"But first, I need to use the bathroom."

Someone protested. "You're so demanding."

"Let her go. We'll show her mercy. She can't escape anyway." Zach nodded unexpectedly.

Blanche entered the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. She took a deep breath and thought of those drunkards outside before fishing a pen from her bag and starting to draw on her face.

Outside, something laughed.

"Did you see the big news today? Louis isn't disabled at all! After that car accident, I thought he was lucky to survive with broken legs. But it turns out he's fine. Crazy world, isn't it?"

"Yeah. He's not crippled, and he got married. Ha-ha, I think his brain is damaged, or else he wouldn't have married that ugly woman named Blanche. She is so ugly that she has to wear a mask every day."

"Hahaha! It cracks me up. The CEO of the Herbart Group fell for an ugly girl."

"Hahaha..."

Sarcastic laughter erupted outside.

In the bathroom, Blanche heard their laughter. As she continued to draw on her face, her heart was pounding. To her surprise, these men were so gossipy.

Three minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom.

The men stopped laughing and turned to look at her.

"Now you can take off your mask and drink, right?"

Their voracious eyes were fixed on her. They seemed to be expecting to see a pretty face revealed.

People are always like this, full of anticipation for the unknown.

Blanche unhurriedly nodded before picking up a glass of wine and sending it to her mouth.

She stroked the glass and surreptitiously studied the lighting in the room. Every fifteen seconds, a bright light would flash by. She was waiting for that moment.

As soon as the light appeared, she didn't hesitate to rip off her mask.

"Watch this, everyone. I'm drinking it right now," she said, throwing her head back and downing the wine in one gulp.

In an instant, the bright light illuminated her strange face, and the atmosphere in the room shifted.

Someone spoke in a trembling voice. "What did I just see?"