Rise Of the Poor Son-in-law

Chapter 5: Drunk Lady

Chapter 5: Drunk Lady

"To be honest, your project is exactly the same as Alfred Lucas's. I was thinking of investing millions in it just to test the waters. But now, it seems I should give up. I prefer to invest in people with good moral character."

After saying this, Manager Destiny stopped looking at Elon Mu and walked straight out of the hotel.

"She’s the general manager of the Benson Group in this city. Her surname is Destiny," Mr. Feng said with a sneer after seeing Elon Mu's stunned face.

"Mr. Feng, please escort Manager Destiny back first," Alfred Lucas said calmly.

After Mr. Feng left, Alfred looked at Elon Mu again. The more he looked at him, the more pathetic he found him.

Elon Mu suddenly laughed loudly.

"Haha, Alfred Lucas, still pretending like you're in control by making your sugar mummy spurt rubbish. But it doesn't matter. Tonight you were with someone else's woman, and I’ll be the one to sleep with your wife. Let’s see who wins in the end."

He laughed even louder, acting like a madman.

'Does the Benson Group really like Alfred Lucas's project?

No way,' he thought to himself, shaking his head inwardly and believing it was a bluff.

Alfred Lucas didn’t reply at first. He only said in a low voice, "She’s still my wife, even if we haven’t divorced yet. If you dare touch her, I will kill you."

He reached over and picked up a knife from the table without hesitation.

Plop. Plop. Plop.

Elon Mu took several steps back and swallowed hard.

"You’re acting tough now, but we’ll see how long you can keep pretending. If the divorce happens tomorrow, I’ll have her in my bed tomorrow night. And I’ll show you how the woman you haven’t touched for a year will gladly crawl into my arms!"

Elon Mu said it without any shame.

Around them, the restaurant was noisy. Some guests had noticed the fight, but most looked away and ignored it like it was a passing scene in a play.

Alfred Lucas didn’t waste more words.

He picked up Jennifer Zhao, who was still drunk, and left the hotel. He didn’t take her home. Instead, he found a nearby Fasthotel and checked in.

At the front desk, the receptionist looked at him from head to toe before handing over the room key without a word.

Inside the room, Jennifer Zhao kept mumbling nonsense.

At first, Alfred Lucas thought she was simply drunk. But slowly, he noticed something was wrong.

Her body was hot. Her voice was weak. Her eyes were dazed.

She cried and started speaking of the past, like she wasn’t in the present anymore.

He realized then that it wasn’t just wine. She had been drugged.

She couldn’t even recognize where she was. She kept calling his name, crying about small memories they had together.

Alfred listened, silently watching her fall apart.

He wanted to see how wild she would act, but as he looked closer, he saw nothing like that. She just kept crying and tugging at her clothes.

Eventually, she removed all of them.

Alfred quickly grabbed her and dragged her into the bathroom, where he gave her a cold shower. After that, she calmed down and finally fell asleep on the bed.

Alfred sat on the sofa, clenching his fists.

"Bastard," he muttered through his teeth.

His heart was burning. He had been angry earlier, but now he was clear.

Jennifer Zhao had misunderstood everything about him and Manager Destiny. It was all a big mess orchestrated by Elon.

The next morning came.

A sharp scream came from the bed.

Jennifer Zhao grabbed the quilt and stared in disbelief at Alfred Lucas, who was still lying on the sofa with his eyes closed.

"You... you..." Her voice trembled, and her eyes filled with tears. "Alfred Lucas, did you take advantage of me just so I won’t divorce you?"

Alfred slowly opened his eyes and looked at her coldly.

"Are you still drunk, or is the drug still messing with your head?" he said calmly.

Jennifer blinked in confusion. She felt her body and paused. She didn’t feel any pain or discomfort. She wasn’t sore anywhere. There were no signs that anything had happened.

"What do you mean?" she asked, trying to calm herself.

Alfred sat up.

"You really don’t know when Elon Mu slipped something into your wine? You don’t even remember?"

He stood and looked her in the eye.

"If you had woken up and found him beside you instead of me, do you know what would have happened? Maybe a few months from now, you will be carrying his bastard child."

"Get lost!"

Jennifer Zhao grabbed the remote control from the bedside table and threw it at Alfred Lucas.

Alfred leaned to the side and dodged it just in time. He stood still, looking at her with anger in his eyes.

She sat on the bed, her face full of sarcasm.

"And you expect me to believe that a rich woman like her brought you to this kind of cheap Fasthotel?"

Alfred shrugged and replied, "So do you believe me or Elon Mu? Because from the way you acted, it seems you believe Elon more. If not, you would have let me explain myself last night."

Jennifer glared at him, then crossed her arms.

"Fine. I’ll give you a chance to explain. Go ahead."

Alfred stood there and told her everything that happened.

He explained the meeting with Manager Destiny, how they talked about the project, how the handshake turned into a misunderstanding, and how Jennifer walked in at the wrong moment.

After he finished speaking, Jennifer looked at him like he was a clown.

"Alfred Lucas, seriously? Do you think I’m stupid enough to believe that?"

She laughed coldly.

"Do you even know what kind of company that is? It’s one of the top unicorn-hatching enterprises in the country. If they liked your project, they would have reached out to you long ago. Why would they wait until now?"

Earlier, when she looked at Alfred’s calm expression, she still had a small hope that he would say something honest.

But after hearing his explanation, that hope vanished completely.

In her eyes, he wasn’t explaining anything. He was daydreaming.

A fool trying to act serious.

Alfred didn’t argue.

He looked her straight in the eyes and said, "It’s fine if you don’t believe me. But I’ll say this clearly. I didn’t do anything with that woman. I never had that intention either. Believe it or not, that’s up to you."

His voice was calm but firm.

Jennifer paused for a moment.

Although she had been a mess last night, parts of her memory were still there.

She remembered Alfred being in the room the entire time. He never left. He never tried to do anything to her.

Now that she thought about it, everything she knew came from Elon Mu’s mouth.

And it was true she had acted on emotions.