chapter 24

THE INDUSTRY.

"Hey! Come over here." Melita called the usher nearby, the young lady cascaded towards her and bowed.

"Ma'am."

"Take away all these from here." She ordered her.

The lady first grabbed the bottles and glasses then left their sight.

Ferdinand lifted his face. "What's going on? Why should she take away what I'm relishing here?"

With the look on his face, and how weak and narrowed his eyes were, you don't need to be told that he has drunk himself to stupor.

"I ordered her to take them away, you've taken enough already." She slammed and grabbed his hand again.

He forcefully pulled away from her. "I want more drinks, besides I'm not yet drunk."

"Jerk! Stand, let's leave, you're badly drunk." She muttered to him, but in an annoying voice.

He shook his head. "I'm going nowhere."

"Uhmmm! The usher will take some bottles to the car, so you can drink while I drive." She framed up a lie.

He smiled. "Are you serious? That's very interesting." He chuckled and slowly stood up, but his