The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 251

"Driver, off to Golden Peak Community."

A familiar male voice rang out, and when Hannah turned around, it was Derek.

What's he doing here?

Was he taking her for a cab driver?

Hannah didn't want to see Derek, and was planning on kicking him out of the car: "Derek, get out. Go hail a taxi. You’re not getting a lift from me!"

Derek was drunk, completely weak, and too heavy.

The driver was hired by the Chester family; he was too old and couldn't muster the strength.

Hannah tried her best to push him out, but to no avail. In the meantime, Kari in front was already about to collapse.

She hastily shut the car door, dropped Kari off at her apartment, left her with her roommate, and then took off with Derek.

Once they reached his apartment, it took a massive effort from Hannah and the driver to get Derek out of the car and drag him into the living room.

The driver got a call from home saying his kid was sick and he had to rush back.

"You head back first; I'll call a taxi later."

Exhausted and panting, Hannah could barely move. The driver hesitated for a moment, then left.

Regaining her energy, Hannah saw a glass of water on the table, picked it up, and downed it in one gulp.

Derek was parched and woke up to see Hannah drinking water. He was incredibly thirsty.

In the dark night, her red lips carried a faint scent of alcohol.

He unconsciously moved closer. Hannah flinched, and the next second, he was all over her!

Hannah had some drinks too and was flushed from his body heat.

She was too dazed to reject his kiss and ended up wrapping her arms around his neck.

After a while, Hannah staggered out of Derek's apartment.

Once in the taxi, she subconsciously checked the mark on her neck and was so mad that her eyes turned red.

Drinking was risky.

She knew the drill and yet made such a mistake!

Hannah covered her face in regret.

She shouldn't have bothered with Derek; she should have just let him be drunk!

A slim figure pushed open Derek's door after she left.

Isaac hung up the phone, looking at Brittany who was sleeping.

He pulled her into his arms, a hint of dissatisfaction flickering in his eyes, and bent down to kiss her.

Brittany was in deep sleep, tickled all over by something fluffy. She frowned and said, "Stop it."

"Hannah invited you to the bar; are you going?"