Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1474

Chapter 1474 Cannot Lie

Xavier immediately became serious. "We've bribed the mistress of the queen mother's secretary. If there's something we want to know in the future, we can just ask her about it."

Bribed the mistress of the queen mother's secretary? Vinson raised his eyebrow. I didn't think they would get it done so quickly.

"Got it," he said plainly. "Keep an eye on her, and don't be fooled."

Xavier smirked at that. Do I look like someone that will get fooled that easily?

"Relax, we have some dirt on her." He then teased, "All right, I called you just to tell you this good news. I'm not going to bother you having your happy time any longer."

With that, he hung up swiftly before Vinson had a chance to say anything. Then, he hung his arm around Harvey's neck and invited, "Come on, I'll treat you to a drink.”

Harvey, who wasn't in a good mood, to begin with, agreed readily upon hearing that.

At the bar, the place was awash with neon lights from all directions.

Harvey twirled the wine glass in his hand as he stared at the men and women dancing on the dance floor.

"Do you want to dance?" Xavier asked with a raised brow. Harvey shook his head.

Seeing that, Xavier leaned back in his chair and sipped his alcohol. His eyes were fixed on the dance floor as well. Suddenly, his eyes widened before he place his glass on the table and turned to Harvey. "I have something I need to do. I'll treat you to a drink some other time."

When he finished, he strode toward the dance floor, leaving a confused Harvey watching him leave.

When Xavier arrived at the center of the dance floor, he grabbed a woman's hand and said something to her. The woman left in a huff and he followed her out.

Harvey grinned a little when he saw that. He must have seen the person he fancied.

After Xavier left, he stayed at the bar for another hour. There were plenty of empty wine bottles on the table by the end of his stay. He paid the bills in a drunken daze and stumbled out of the building. Suddenly, he lost his balance and tipped forward, bumping into a woman with a hat. She subconsciously held him up and steadied him.

"You should watch where you're going, mister!" The woman spoke in a small voice as she furrowed her brows.

Still in a drunken stupor, Harvey leaned his full weight on the woman.

"Hey, stand properly!" The woman was getting impatient. She quickly pushed him away and released her grip. However, the moment she did so, he fell toward her again.

Anger surged within her, but she couldn't shake him off. Without any choice, she used all her strength to drag him toward the side of the road before hailing a taxi. With the taxi driver's help, they stuffed Harvey into the back of the car.

By the time they were done, she was already covered in sweat. She slicked her hair back while panting. The moment that she did, however, she recalled something and flicked her hair back to its original position.

"Where are you going?" the driver tilted his head and asked.

When she heard the question, she was a little stunned. She thought about how she didn't ask Harvey where he lived, so she leaned into the car and poked him. "Hey, where's your home?" Harvey pulled her hand and held it tightly. Then, he rested his head on the window and stopped moving.

"Hey, let go of me! Why are you pulling me? Tell me where you live!" If he didn't tell her, the driver would not know where to send him. However, it seemed like Harvey could not hear her as he lay there motionless.

"Miss, are you going somewhere or not? If you're not, please leave and don't disturb my business!"