Carl didn't have the privilege to possess a black card issued by the Emerson Group. There were only a limited number of them, and only the Emersons had them. He didn't know their maximum amount.

She brushed away his hand and said, "Why are you pulling me? Sit down and drink!"

Maybe the alcohol gave her extra strength, so Carl was pressed down in surprise despite his resistance.

Then, she reached for a bottle and stuffed it into his hand, ordering, "Here!"

He wanted to free his hand and put the bottle back. However, he soon discovered it was unachievable.

Summer patted his hand and urged, "This is magic! Come on!"

Then she turned around and picked up another one to clink his.

He was not here to imbibe with her.

Humoring her by taking a sip, he called the manager to send two waitresses here.

The waitresses arrived quickly, and Carl instructed them, "Take Ms. Summer to the guest room upstairs."

"What are you doing? Where are we going?" Summer frowned and yelled, "Let go of me. Don't touch me!"

The waitresses looked at Carl with an awkward expression. "Mr. Carl."

He put both of his hands on his waist and fumed, "Why are you looking at me? Think of a clever way to make her go with you if she doesn't want to!"

Morons!

"Yes." They shut up and walked Summer out.

However, Summer never stopped struggling.

Carl followed behind them and called Summer after thinking for a while.

"Summer."

"What now?"

She was still in the mood to answer him.

Carl took advantage of her daze and walked over, telling a lie, "Leonardo knows you're drinking here. He's coming to get you. Let's hurry up and leave."

Summer was hammered and didn't remember Leonardo had come.

She looked up abruptly and said slowly, her eyes dull, "Leonardo is coming? Let's get out of here...."

She finally stopped resisting, and Carl breathed a sigh of relief.

Leonardo was the silver bullet.

The waitresses walked Summer to the guest room and helped her change her clothes and take a bath.

Carl stood outside the door and lit a cigarette, taking a puff. Then he took out his phone to call Leonardo.

"I've put Summer in your old room." Leonardo usually stayed there when he was in Golden Cauldron Club.copy right hot novel pub