First Loves Return Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Perla exclaimed, “I couldn’t handle alcohol!”

The tattooed man snorted coldly and ordered his subordinates the wine.

Perla and Juliette were forcibly held down and forced to drink a lot of alcohol, no matter how much they struggled, they couldn’t break free.

By the end, the table was filled with alcohol, almost all of which had been consumed by them, causing their stomachs to become bloated.

The tattooed man held a Swiss Army knife, the cold blade pressed against Juliette’s face. He squinted his eyes and said, “When you’re away from home, be more cautious, and don’t offend people you shouldn’t offend in the future.”

Juliette trembled with fear, her lips quivering, motionless and pale–faced.

“Did you understand?” The tattooed man suddenly raised his voice, scaring Juliette and Perla, who both trembled.

Their lives were in the hands of others, Perla and Juliette dared not disobey and could only nod repeatedly, saying, “Understood.”

Three days later.

“Knock. knock,

knock

Juliette stood outside the hotel suite door and knocked

few times.

Jay, were you inside?”

No response.

Juliette frowned and took out her phone to make a call.

She didn’t reply to the messages, she didn’t answer the phone, and when she came to the hotel, he didn’t open the door.

After waiting for ten minutes at the door, Juliette finally opened it

The strong smell of tobacco and alcohol hit her face, causing her to feel nauseous.

Looking at Jaime again, his eye sockets were dark and sunken, his heard was scruffy, his face was greasy, and he emitted a mixture of tobacco

smell. He appeared to have по taken alcohol, along with and bath for several days.

Juliette asked, holding back her nausea, “How did I become like this?” Jaime’s eyes were dull and lifeless, filled with despair. “Is there something wrong?”

“I was worried about you as I couldn’t reach you for a few days, Juliette pushed open the door and walked into the room. The curtains were tightly drawn, the lights were not turned on, and there was no light in the room even though it was broad daylight.

Juliette furrowed her brows and turned on the light.

The spacious suite was filled with empty wine bottles in the living room, and the ashtray on the table was overflowing with cigarette butts, with ashes scattered everywhere.