"Hey, stay away from me". She reeked of liquor and sweat, and he wrinkled his nose in disgust. His eyes fleeted over the crowd and he caught sight of a woman standing quietly in the corner. He urged, "Baby, come over and talk to me."
"Young Master Brown, I miss you so much. I miss you every single day. Without you, I don't even know what I can do." Tears trickled down her cheeks as the woman moaned. Levi's heart went out to her. "Oh, my baby, don't cry. You are making my heart ached."
He almost leapt with joy upon finding a beautiful woman who made his heart skip a beat. He wrapped his arms around her and patted her back gently. "Baby, don't cry, don't cry. I'll come to see you every day after I have recovered."
Finally, he could get her out of his head. However, to his chagrin, when he glanced at the woman in his arms, he saw Monique's face. She looked up at him and smiled in an eerie way as if she was challenging him to admit his feelings for her, that she would definitely find a way to make him confess his fancy!
She patted on his chest twice, just above the heart and said slowly, "Since you are unwilling to admit that you like me, let me take out your heart and see what it's made of."
"No, go away!" Levi was startled and pushed the woman away.
"Young Master Brown, what's wrong?" she exclaimed in astonishment. She was on cloud nine just a moment ago, thinking that she was special to Young Master Brown as he only hugged her. Who knew that he would push her away? It hurt her pride, but she did not dare to show it.
In the past, Levi was very gentle to women, and he would never refuse those who came near him. However, he seemed different this day. His eyes did not lit up with joy. In fact, he made no attempt to hide the disgust in his eyes.
Yes, that's right. There was utter disgust written on his face.
Levi looked at the woman again, and realized it was one of those ordinary pretty girls. How on earth did he think of Monique?
Had he been voodooed by Monique?!
Levi shook his head in annoyance. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I just felt a little unwell just now. Darling, I didn't hurt you, did I?"
The woman heaved a sigh of relief upon his explanation. She hastily squeezed to his side and said gently, "Young Master Brown, are you all right? Let me help you take a look."
"It's all right. Just sit next to me. Don't come any closer." He was surrounded by beautiful women but he could only think of Monique. He was really done for.
He could foresee his future. He would be just like his father and Julien.
The thought scared him. God, he wanted to meet different kinds of attractive women from all around the world. He did not wish to fall for a tomboy.
The woman shed some crocodile tears and asked tentatively. "Young Master Brown, did I make you unhappy? If I did something wrong, just tell me, but don't drive me away, okay?"
There were so many pretty ladies in the room, but he had lost interest in them. He gave a dismissive wave of his hand. "I'm feeling unwell today and I want to rest. You guys can leave. I'll ask you guys out once I have time."
"Young Master Brown, please allow us to spend a little more time with you."
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