Chapter 237 - Nothing Much, Just Gonna Make You Go To Hell! (23)

The waiters were getting busy and did not have time to serve them. Laurent had no choice but to smile apologetically and walk towards the bar to order. Not long after, she returned with a bottle of wine.

Laurent poured Hebrew some wine and clinked glasses with him. “I shall toast to you, Cousin. Please help us tide over the ordeal this time.”

She looked up and the glass of red wine slid down her throat. Hebrew’s eyes turned gloomy and he finished it in one gulp.

After ordering bottle after bottle of wine, Hebrew began to get drunk out of his senses.

Laurent whipped out his wallet and retrieved his credit card, which she then used to foot the bill. The waiter then helped her to help him out of the restaurant.

Seeing how drunk Hebrew was, Laurent began to feel a major headache. She definitely could not send him back to Philly Castle since Duke Philly would not want to see her.

He might even call off the offer that Hebrew was going to give MK Bank.

The effects of the red wine were rather intense and she began to feel a little giddy. She hailed a cab and informed the driver of the name of the hotel, after which the driver sped towards the hotel.

When they arrived at the hotel, Laurent realized that Hebrew did not bring his personal identification card or his driver’s license. Rubbing her temples, she decided to use her personal identification to check into a hotel room since that was her only resort.

With the help of the hotel staff, she brought Hebrew to the hotel room. Just as she was about to leave, the initially drunk Hebrew swiftly grabbed her by her wrist.

“What are you doing!?!” Laurent asked in astonishment when she saw that Hebrew had sobered up.

“We’re going to be alone in the room. What do you think I’m going to do? Besides, you were the one who brought me here to the hotel, Cousin.” Hebrew smiled lecherously and pushed her towards the wall.

“Stop it, Hebrew! I order you to stop immediately!”

“It’s too late.”

“Ah, let go of me! I’m going to kill you! Hebrew, you’re going to have a horrible death!”

…

After a chaotic night…

She heard some miscellaneous sounds coming from outside, though they were soon drowned out by the sounds of passion in the room.

The door was kicked open with a loud thud and the reporters swarmed in with their cameras and mobile phones, snapping away continuously.

The sounds of the camera shutters and the glaring flashes made Laurent snap back to reality. Staring at the reporters, she struggled and covered her face with her hands before yelling, “Get lost! Who told you to come in!?! Scram, all of you, get lost!”

After everything that happened last night, her voice had become exceptionally hoarse and non-threatening. It was evidence of the thrilling and sensual night that she had.

“Miss Laurent, did you resort to these underhanded means to borrow some funds to clear MK Bank’s debts because of the bankruptcy?”

“Miss Laurent, we’d like to know why you decided to sleep with your cousin. Aren’t you afraid of being criticized for committing incest?”

“According to the registration log of the hotel, you were the one who brought Mr. Hebrew here last night. So were you the one who initiated and orchestrated this, Miss Laurent?”

“Why did you sleep with Mr. Hebrew… ”

“Does Marquis York know that you’ve done such a shameless thing… ”

Laurent was stunned out of her senses and she curled into a ball to hug herself while shaking her head in fear and terror. I don’t know anything, I don’t know anything at all!