Chapter 810
Caleb was a microphone hog. After he sang a song, everyone wanted him to sing a few more. He happily obliged and performed seven or eight songs in total.
It wasn’t until he finished that people remembered Skylar hadn’t sung yet.
“Skylar, come on, you should sing a song too. What would you like to sing? I can help you pick it out,” someone suggested.
Skylar smiled and replied, “I’m not very good at singing. You all go ahead and sing. I’ll just listen.”
“Alright then,” they agreed.
The colleagues didn’t press further. After working together for a while, they understood each other’s personalities. Skylar wasn’t one to pretend to be modest or need repeated encouragement to take action. Even though Skylar didn’t sing, she joined the group in playing games.
Before long, she had drunk a bit of alcohol. With her low tolerance, she felt tipsy after just two drinks and decided to head to the restroom.
As she entered the restroom, she heard the sound of someone vomiting from the adjacent stall. Skylar frowned.
She had been slightly tipsy and dizzy, but the sound of vomiting and the faint smell made her feel queasy. Fortunately, the sound of water flushing from the adjacent stall helped, and the woman stumbled out of the restroom.
Skylar then flushed the toilet and washed her hands. As she walked out of the restroom, she glanced at the woman ahead of her.
The woman was dressed in professional attire and seemed to have come here straight from work.
Her unsteady gait suggested she had been drinking heavily. From the back, the woman looked somewhat familiar, though Skylar couldn’t quite place why.
Skylar pressed her temples, feeling that she was imagining things due to the alcohol. She thought, “How could a stranger seem familiar?”
At that moment, a door to a room nearby swung open. Standing in the doorway, a middle–aged man spoke to the woman with frustration. “Why did you take so long?” he demanded.
The woman’s voice trembled with fear as she responded, “I can’t drink anymore, Mr. Martin. Please, don’t make me drink any more. I’ll do anything else you need just not this.”
Her posture was extremely submissive, and her tone was filled with dread toward the middle–aged man.
Skylar’s steps suddenly halted as she recognized the voices.
The woman was Jenny. The middle–aged man’s voice was also familiar.
“Really? If you’d been this obedient from the start, I wouldn’t have to make things so difficult for you,” Edwin said.
He was pleased with Jenny’s submissive attitude. He laughed heartily and roughly pulled her into the
room.
As they entered, Skylar caught a glimpse of Edwin’s face.
She stood frozen in place. Just moments ago, the two of them had been very close, and Edwin had even
Chapter 810
squeezed Jenny’s bottom while holding her. That touch was anything but accidental.
Skylar took a deep breath. The slight buzz from the alcohol vanished instantly, leaving her completely
sober.
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Jenny had been loudly declaring her love for Joe and lamenting that Skylar and Joe’s relationship had no future. Yet, she was now being intimate with Joe’s biological father. Skylar had underestimated Jenny’s true nature.
She stood at the door of the room for a few minutes on purpose. The sound inside was not very clear due to the music, but she could hear Jenny’s cries and pleas.
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