I Saved A Mystery Billionaireac (Eudora)
Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Colbert Gets Angry

After saying that, Eudora glared at Colbert.

Colbert, sitting on the sofa, frowned and stared at Eudora in confusion.

Threesome?

He didn't understand why this stupid woman said that, but he knew that she had misunderstood him.

Colbert got up and sat in the middle of the sofa. He flicked the ashtray and didn't bother to stop Eudora from drinking to vent her sorrows.

So, Eudora took a few bottles of wine to the table and started drinking alone.

Holding a goblet, she drank up one glass after another.

While drinking, she cursed Colbert. "You jerk! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have suffered so much. I hate you!

After drinking it up, she filled her glass, pointed at Colbert, and hiccupped. "I'm going to drink all your wines just in front of you.

"You scum. You are as despicable and shameless as Alva. You are both capitalists who will do whatever you can do to achieve your goals.

"I hate you..."

Eudora drank a lot. Her face turned red, and she got drunk, but she still didn't stop.

With a gloomy face, Colbert pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray and put out it. He then got up and snatched the bottle. "You must have a rest."

Although Eudora didn't tell Colbert what happened, Colbert knew that Eudora was in a bad mood.

So, he just let her vent her bad emotions.

But it was not good to drink so much early in the morning. It would be bad for Eudora's health.

"I won't... Em... No."

Colbert held her in his arms and walked toward the bedroom.

Eudora leaned against his chest but struggled restlessly in his arms. She waved her legs and slapped his chest with her hands. "You bastard, let me down. Colbert Steele, if you touch me again, believe it or not... I will make you a eunuch."

Eudora's words irritated Colbert. He stared at Eudora in his arms with anger in his eyes.

But in the end, he still went to the bedroom without wasting time on a drunken woman.

"Bad guys. You are all bad guys... You are as bad as the Baldwin family. I hate you..."

Colbert put her on the bed. Eudora lay on the bed, raised her hand, and still made the posture of holding a glass. "Come on. Another glass. Colbert, let's drink..."

She closed her eyes and murmured, "I wish you would be impotent but have a lot of children. Haha..."

After cursing Colbert, she put her raised hand straight down, then turned over, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep.