“Did you say eBay?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Adam mumbled to himself. Was the exact same needle sold on eBay?

For someone his age, Adam had never downloaded the app either.

“I’ll show you the app. If you like the needle, I can place an order for you.”

Emmeline grabbed a napkin to wipe her hands before clicking on a link Sam sent her.

The link brought her to an online shop, displaying needles of different sizes and materials.

Among them was the steel needle Adam had couriered to her.

“Adam, do you see anything you like? I’ll add the product to the shopping cart and get the stuff all at once later.” Emmeline showed the products to Adam.

“Never mind!” Adam grew frustrated.

Nothing went according to plan.

In fact, the situation now blew his mind.

It was completely different from what he had expected. The difference was like night and day.

“Adam, are you finished with your story?”

With sparkling eyes, Emmeline said, “I would suggest you do your homework on Game of Thrones before you retell the story to me.”

Adam vexedly replied, “No more stories from me. Drink!”

He intended to scare Emmeline before forcing her to get together with Adrien. Now, he was no longer in the mood to carry on with the plan.

Adam started the story, bearing no substance anyway.

How was he supposed to ask something of her if his words carried no weight?

Who cared?

“Let’s drink!” Emmeline grabbed the bottle and chugged it.

Adam stared at his bottle and held it to take another two sips.

“Adam, don’t worry about drunk drinking. You can call a designated driver to take us back,” Emmeline uttered.

“I have a chauffeur.”

“That’s it. Just drink all you want!”

Adam said, “It’s hard to tell that you can be so barbaric when it comes to eating and drinking.”

“I was left homeless after I was kicked out of the house. I’m grateful to have something to eat and drink. Beggars can’t be choosers,” Emmeline responded with a smile.

The Louise family drove her out of the house five years ago, and Emmeline had been roaming the street until she met Master Robert.

Adam furrowed his brows.

The delicate and fragile woman had a sad past too.

“Come on, Adam.” Emmeline raised her bottle.

Adam took her bottle by force. “Forget it. I admit defeat. You can’t drink like this. It’s bad for your health.”

Emmeline squinted and chuckled.

On the other table, Daisy, disguised as a customer, broke into a smile.

Adam had lost the round today.

A woman walked by outside the window.

It was Alondra.

She just had dinner with two wives of foremen when she caught a glimpse of Emmeline in the window of a restaurant.

At first, Alondra thought she was seeing things, but at a closer look, she realized it was indeed Emmeline.

Only, who was the man sitting across from Emmeline?

Judging by his sleek mustache, he must be someone in high places.

There was an aloofness hidden within his air of nobility. Alondra could bet her money that he was a Mr. Tough Guy.

Alondra gasped and pulled out her phone to snap a photo of them having dinner together.

Emmeline and Adam finished half their bottles of liquor.

The pair were drunk.

Adam called his chauffeur to drive Emmeline back to the café.

Benjamin was on his phone in the living room on the second floor.

Emmeline entered her home with a flushed face, reeking of alcohol.

Benjamin jolted to his feet and pulled her to the sofa.

“Why did you drink a lot, young lady?”

“I didn’t drink much. I had just a little over a liter… burp… 64%.” Emmeline grinned.

Benjamin angrily replied, “Over a liter of 64% alcohol. What were you thinking? I would’ve dragged you home if Daisy wasn’t with you.”

“Hehehe… Adam won’t admit defeat if I didn’t go all out,’ Emmeline answered with a smile.

“Is today related to Adelmar’s needle?”