Followed Him To The Bar

When the father and daughter returned to the villa, mom kept looking behind them and did not see Ash. She cast a doubtful look at him.

He put aside his daughter's hand without hesitation, put his arm around his wife's shoulders, and explained, "Ash left in case of emergency."

"He should be retained." Mom looked regretful.

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It took two days for the aftereffects of Isla's mountain climbing to appear.

For this reason, she rested at home for a whole week without going out. She refused every time Henry and others asked her to go out.

When asked about the reason, she refused to say it until Henry accidentally let it slip, causing Isla to be laughed at for a long time when he went out to party with friends.

"Isla, you even believe this, are you hopeless?" Mom handed her milk to drink. The light in the box was bright. Her skin was as white as milk, soft and beautiful, and she was the most delicate rose in Hong Kong City.

Isla pushed her hand away, revealing a slender and white wrist with soft bones, and a soft voice, but with a temper. "I want wine, not milk. What kind of milk do you want to drink here? It's up to you or me."

Mom coaxed with a smile, "Didn't you learn a lesson when you got drunk last time? I don't dare to give you a drink. Just drink milk, Isla."

She was not so patient with the women who followed her. No matter how noble she was, she was willing to coax her and be soft when she was here with Isla.

Isla may be arrogant, "I won't drink."

She smiled and joked, "It's true that you shouldn't drink. What if you go up the mountain to worship again? Isla, don't be stupid again."

Isla closed her eyes and said nothing.

Lawyer was smoking alone, his voice was loose and hoarse, "Marriage is something you should have in your life, and I won't give it to you if you don't pray to thousands of times, Isla."

Isla gave mom an emotionless look, "...you seem to understand?"

Mom knew how to hurt people's hearts the most, "Can you not understand? After all, Mark was severely dumped by a woman."

The laughter around her was wild and wanton, and Isla laughed too, her shoulders shaking, and she was struck by the point of laughter.

Mom silently put the wine in front of Isla. Her voice was clear but her eyes were wrong, "Isla, you can drink it if you want."Sometimes she wonder if she should also go to Temple to seek marriage. But the Fishers occupies a powerful position, and she is destined to have many things that she cannot control in her life.

Her five fingers were fair and well-proportioned, and her ten fingers were not touched by the precious gold raised by spring water. Her skin was so delicate that even the wrinkles were not visible.

"See for yourself." Mom took a photo of her cell phone into her palm.

It was a video sent by another friend. In the bar, a handsome man was sitting in the corner with a stern expression, staring in the direction of the stage with a sinister look.

The little white flower on the stage was pole dancing. She was very good at twisting her waist. Her delicate breasts and buttocks were hidden under her clothes. She was holding a pipa and half-hiding her face. She didn't know who she had attracted.

Isla suddenly smiled, but her smile was quite cold. Often, her smile touched people's hearts most directly. It brought out a lot of softness and charm in her bones. What's more, it was aggressive, with both coldness and beauty coming out of her skin.

The impact was strong.

She lowered her eyelashes and looked at Sarah in the video. She only felt that it was quite exciting. This appearance was actually more on point than before. Such a strong contrast that attracts bees and butterflies. No wonder Mark devotes his time to surrounding her. The prince's time was all about money.

The video was forwarded to others to watch. Isla supported her chin and asked with a smile, "Look, it's so beautiful, isn't it?"

"That's not as beautiful as you. But no, not even a hair can compare to you. Who in the whole port city is more beautiful than our Isla."

Hearing these words, Isla felt really sad, "You are lying, aren't you? I think Mark loves to watch. Who is blind?" This answer was not easy to say. Everyone was only thinking about whether Mark would die after being caught again after wavering.

Mom took a breath and said, "Isla." She was so calm, there must be something wrong with her.

He didn't understand why her fighting power would be weakened if she replaced it with this little white flower. In the past, she would have strangled the minds of those women to death. How could she still allow the little white flowers to jump around like this?

Isla picked up the wine on the glass coffee table and drank it all in one gulp, smiling calmly, "I wonder if I can catch up with Sarah's dance."

Henry smiled slowly and said, "Wangbei Road is only ten minutes from here, Isla. If you go now, you can catch up."

Mom raised her foot and kicked him, "Fuck, you are still fighting the fire, is that eye-catching thing worth showing to Isla?"

Henry turned aside and dodged, still laughing, "Why are you holding it back? We don't want Isla to be wronged. Oh, be good, don't stop Isla."

Either turn a blind eye or recognize the reality. The rich and powerful families did not lack love but lacked the sobriety to look back. If the little princess they watched grow up couldn't be happy, it would have been in vain for them to have pampered her for so many years.

You can't take advantage of Mark after all.

Isla tug her hair behind her ears and turned her face sideways, her charm was cold, and she smiled with interest and coldness, "You are as pure as Sarah and you can pole dance on stage. I should go there to do it and enjoy it."

No one stopped Isla. People present may have different thoughts, but they all choose to respect it. Can Isla not see clearly? No, she just didn't make a choice.

Isla, who was under the influence of alcohol, was responsible for driving. Henry feared that Isla would be offended, so he angrily followed her to the bar.

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