Chapter 392. Alex Got Drank

The next few seconds, Alex stood up, turned her chair to face him, put his hands against her, and shut her on the chair.

Elly smelled the wine in his heavy breath. he was bored and said he wanted to push, so he was pressed tightly against his lips by a pair of thick, warm lips.

She thought he would kiss, but only the sound roared from her lips, and was swept away by the heat. "From now on, you will not be allowed to contact Nicholas again."

His drunken voice, autocratic orders.

"Why?" Elly was puzzled and asked again. "I need his help if he wants to go abroad for medical treatment. how can he not be contacted?"

"Rosalyn's affairs are left to Valenathan to take care of himself. She is Valenathan's sister."

"Nicholas introduced the doctor because he knew me. If he communicates intermittently, he will eat a bowl of porridge." Elly put her arms around his neck and was ashamed to use beauty tricks to seduce the stubborn mammoth.