My dear lawyer

Selina was waiting for the man outside the door to leave. She turned her head and saw Vivian's meaningful eyes, "Vivi, why are you looking at me like that?"

"He won't be interested in you." Vivian felt that this man named Paul was too attentive to his good friends. It seemed that he was not just appreciating her, he fell in love with her.

"My child, you are poisoned by romance novels. You'd better think of other ways quickly." Selina laughed and didn't put Vivian's words in her heart. She was joking that she didn't like weak men. She guessed that man couldn't even beat her.

Vivian also thought it made sense. Not to mention the feelings of Selina and Grace, Paul was not the type that Selina liked. After thinking about it, she reached out and said, "Shall we call the police?" This was the most direct way.

Selina gave Vivian a look of 'Excuse me, are you an idiot?'. Now she wanted to call the police. Yes, if someone made trouble on the first floor and called a policeman, the police would probably take charge of it. But this was the eighth floor. They all knew the identity of the people coming in. The police dared not to manage it. Ah, she's really a naive child who has been over protected.

"Yes, I've got a way out, Vivi."

Vivian, who had just been despised, still did not understand. She saw her friend's bad eyes, "No matter what you do, I will never call him."

"..." Selina didn't give up, "Vivi, this is not a matter of personal resentment now. Think about it. Can we get out of here if we stay here?

Vivian said in a bad mood, "I haven't dealt with that thing with you yet. Nothing could have happened if you don't send the message to him." William, that bastard, just scolded her, she was still angry with him.

"Well, I just want to avenge for you." Selina replied with some guilty, "At present, the most important thing is to get away quickly, or you can send a message to William, let Grace come to save us, ok?"

"I can send him a message, but I don't guarantee that he will see it."

Because now her relationship with William had reached an irreconcilable freezing point. Of course, William's self-conceited attitude in this field had nothing to do with her.

"No problem. Send it quickly." Selina heard the sound of footsteps again.

"I see." Vivian quickly typed a few words and sent them out. After the message had been sent, she didn't care anymore.

Selina opened the door with Vivian. She happened to meet Paul, who was going to knock. He smiled at them and put down his knocking hand, "I thought you dropped into the toilet and I'm going to ask someone to get you out." "Come on." Selina stared at him and pulled Vivian out.

The box was again lively. Five or six men matched with nearly twenty women, together with the dim lights in the room, presented a picture of intoxication.

Vivian and Selina looked at each other and wrote the same meaning in each other's eyes.

These people were just monsters!

Selina wanted to sit on the edge with Vivian. But the man named Paul was not willing. He pulled Selina to go to the side to play dice.

"I remember your name is Selina. Let's go and play with me."

"I'm not interested in it. Hey, let go, asshole." Selina wanted to break free, but she didn't expect the thin man had such great strength, and it was not good for her to fight in other people's territory. She could only look at Vivian anxiously. What's happening? They came here to look for people, not to play with them. How can they be left to drink in the end? It was still hard to prevent this ending.

Vivian looked at Selina being pulled away. She was isolated in a group of strangers. She just wanted to raise her feet to keep up with her. In the dark, she didn't know what tripped her.

She only had time to make an exclamation, and fell back involuntarily. In a panic, she seemed to have caught a tie and had no time to breathe.

The light voice of the man behind her exploded in her ear, "Do you want to strangle me?"

Vivian suddenly felt that what she was holding was not a tie, but an explosive bag. She quickly released her hand. Nothing supported her, and she fell into the man's broad arms. "You're throwing yourself into my arms."

At this moment, Vivian felt like crying without tears. She was in a hurry and wanted to sit up. However, the sofa was so small that the person around her occupied a lot of space. She finally stood up, and there was a layer of hot sweat on her back. "I'm sorry, Mr. Daniel. I didn't mean to."

"Really?" Daniel said with a puzzled expression.

Vivian wanted to refute him, she just to see that there was no one she knew around her, and the only one she knew had been taken away.

She could only be forced to say, "I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to."

Daniel's slender fingers knocked on the armrest, but did not answer.

Vivian was not sure whether Daniel was angry or not, but the atmosphere around them suddenly became tense. Several pairs of eyes were watching her action. As if she couldn't get out of here tonight if she didn't do anything.

She glanced at the wine on the table, clenched her teeth, and reached out to take a glass of wine to make amends to Daniel.

Someone moved faster than her, handed a glass full of strong liquor, and said in a rough voice, "Since you want to make amends. Of course, you have to be sincere, right?"

Vivian looked at Michael's malicious eyes, and the light brown liquor that was about to overflow in his hands. She felt dizzy just by smelling the strong alcohol smell.

Why does he meddle in her business? It was clear that the wine on the table was only one-third of that. Now he took such a big glass. Did he want her to die?

But so many people were looking at him, Daniel didn't say anything. What could Vivian do? She could just take the wine from Michael's hand, and she took a deep breath and said to Daniel, "Mr. Daniel, I'm really sorry. This glass of wine is for you. It's my apology." After that, no matter what other people thought, she looked up and closed her eyes, trying to finish drinking the wine.

She just took a sip, and there was a fire burning in her throat. She coughed violently. Most of the wine was poured on her body, "It's so hot."

How can it be so spicy? Is it alcohol?