Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 237

William was a family man, and seeing one of his brothers kissing a woman and the other drinking, he wisely chose to drink with Patrick, "What's the matter with you tonight? Who's giving you a hard time?" "Who else could it be?" Charles, who was kissing the dancer, lifted his head up and said, teasingly, "It must be because that his pretty wife didn't ‘feed’ him at night that he comes to here."

"Shut up." Patrick frowned, picked up a cigarette box beside him, and smashed it on Charles's face.

With the beauty in his arms, Charles lost his alert for a moment. Unfortunately, he was hit in the head by the cigarette box, it left a square red mark.

Seeing this, the dancer forgot that Charles was one of the big bosses of the " royal family" this moment, and giggled at him.

Charles felt only momentarily humiliated, glared at Patrick and said, "I'm going to kill you!"

Patrick got a little drunk and couldn't resist starting to provoke Charles, "What? Look at your skinny shape, you want to fight with me?"

Charles replied with an exasperation, "Yes!"

When he finished his words, he didn't do anything, he continued to hold the dancer and kiss her, and Patrick scowled at him.

He turned to drink with William, who was smart enough to know what to ask and what not to ask, and they drank one cup after another in silence.

Eventually, the glass of wine between Patrick's fingers tilted and slumped onto the couch along with his body.

"Hey," William called out to Charles, pointing to Patrick, whose eyes were squinting lightly, and whispered, "He's drunk."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Patrick shot up from the couch and said righteously into the air, "I'm not drunk!"

Patrick's eyes were lost in thought as he yelled the words, then he fell back onto the couch, and Charles, William realized just how drunk he really was.

While he slept, Charles pushed past the half-dressed dancer and came to William with an evil grin, "As he's so sad, do you think we should get him a private room and arrange for a beautiful woman to let off some steam?"

William frowned, "That's not good, is it? He's all married."

Charles didn't think so, "That also depends on whether he loves his wife or not, have you forgotten that the last time we had a class reunion, he just blew her off without any introduction at all."

William didn't want to do that, he said, "I know you're a sucker for a farce, if you want to do this, you do it on your own, when Patrick wakes up and it's none of my business if he's going to be mad at you, I'm going home, bye!"

"Coward... "Charles slurred, "I think you've lost your nerve since you got married."

William felt helpless, but not angry, "When you find your true love sometime, you won't say that."

Then William looked sympathetically at Patrick who slumped in the couch, straightened his attire, and left the room clean.

Unconcerned with William's words, Charles picked up the phone from the wine table and ordered the lobby manager to book a private room, knowing Patrick's preference for pure women, he repeatedly asked for virgins over the phone.

After this was done, Charles proceeded to wrap his arms around the enthusiastic dancer and left the room together.

In the meantime, back at The Ramsay Family, Amelia found the entire mansion horribly empty, with not only her families are gone, but only one maid left.

"Miss Amelia!" The maid in charge of the night watch was a little alarmed when she saw Amelia, but she greeted her as usual, "Something happened to the boss, he's in the hospital, so why don't you hurry over there?"