Ch 39
Madeline POV
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“How drunk are you?”
He questions, as we are headed back to the hotel.
“Last time I checked, you were the only one drinking”
I remind him, and he just pouts, before falling over my side.
His face on my shoulder, rested.
“I'm not too drunk though”
He stresses his words.
And the driver looks at us in the mirror!
We took a cab.
This time he didn't argue.
And it was small talks.
For one, he has traveled well.
I mean all over the world.
And two, he didn't get this rich in a day.
He has worked hard.
I could tell when he shared a few things, like the odd Jobs he had to do before starting his own company.
But I know he was just walking me on the water.
Not drowning me down in the truth!
Like he knew the lines clear.
What to tell and what not.
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