Rebirth Swapped Bride: Married to a Ruthless Cursed billionaire Book2 Chapter 48: Taking you out for a drink with my friends

The shoes on her feet were taken off, revealing a blister the size of a pea on her toe.

Lucas, with his eyebrows knitted in displeasure, ca to a trash can, and dumped the shoes into it.

Seeing this, Beauty felt an unbearable heartache.

This pair of shoes was what she bought with the first batch of money she had earned when working part-ti at the school library.

It cost her several hundreds, and yet, he tossed it away so casually!

"Rember, you are now mine.

If you want to wear such ill-fitting shoes, rember that your every word and action can’t make lose face."

Beauty gnashed her teeth in anger.

As she lifted her head to glare back at him, she was t with his icy, stern gaze, forcing her to look away.

Indeed, having a strong presence was important!

She probably could never cultivate an intimidating aura as chilling as Lucas’s, that deters people from getting close to her in her entire life.

She was thrown into the car; her head hit the seat, seeing stars in front of her eyes.

She really felt like swearing.

"As mine, the first thing you need to learn is to keep your composure and curb that unruly side of yours."

Amid the frosty voice coming from the front of the car, Beauty clenched her pink lips, not wanting to argue with him anymore.

Because she could never win against this sly old fox.

Better to save her energy.

The mont she turned on her phone, she received a text ssage from Samuel, asking if Lucas had given her trouble again.

Beauty sent an apologetic reply to his ssage, after all, if it weren’t for her, Lucas wouldn’t have said those hurtful words that attacked his ego.

Just as she was engrossed in the conversation, she looked out of the window and realized they were heading in the wrong direction.

She was taken aback.

Imdiately, she looked up and asked indifferently, "Where are we going now?

Aren’t we going back?"

He replied: "Who said we’re going back!

Today, I will take you out for drinks.

How could my girl be drinking milk at a banquet."

Beauty shuddered.

Soone like her who can’t handle alcohol, being forced to drink by a freak like Lucas, she could die at the bar!

She didn’t want to die young.

She quickly ca up with an excuse, pasted a pleasing smile on her face and said, "Uncle, I’m really sorry but it’s that ti of the month for , it’s pretty inconvenient.

Maybe another day?"

Lucas drove the car stylishly and smoothly stopped it in front of the biggest bar in the city.

He looked back coldly and said: "If I rember correctly, your period is not for another ten days.

Tonight, I will make you learn how to drink."

Mary wanted to curse.

What kind of freak forces a girl who doesn’t drink to learn at a bar in one night.

Her courage imdiately waned.

Now, she dared not confront him, doing this would certainly make her life difficult, she had already experienced Lucas’s freakish nature.

"Uncle, I really can’t.

My period ca early this ti, for so unknown reason.

Maybe you should check it out."

Beauty decided to stick to her story, she gritted her teeth!

With a look of resigned desperation, she stared at him.

Two seconds passed, in the silence of her mind, she was humming a tune of ’Intention by Justin Bieber.

Suddenly, Lucas’s face ca close to her, his gaze intensely settled on her lower body.

He casually t her eyes and said, "Now it’s just the two of us in the car.

Anyway, I’ve already seen you.

Would you prefer to remove it yourself, or should I do it for you?

I need to check if you really started it.

If it’s true, we’re not going to the bar, we’ll turn around and go to the hospital."

It seems she can’t outdo Lucas in the audacity, she had lost!

Forcing herself to be brave, she looked up at him, her teeth clenched as she articulated every word,

"Let’s go.

I won’t quit until I am drunk today!"

This was Beauty’s first ti stepping into a bar, filled with apprehension and a hint of anticipation.

After all, she was already of legal age, she should experience such a place once.

However, since Lucas kept a watchful eye on her, how dare she go to a place like this to have fun?

Otherwise, she would surely get in trouble with him.

It seed a bit different from what she had imagined.

Shouldn’t the bars on TV be filled with bright lights and lively colors, with n and won drinking and partying together?

Why was it so quiet here today?

The silence of such a huge bar made her feel sowhat scared, and she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"Why is it so quiet in this bar?

Is all the commotion I see on TV fake?"

Beauty finally voiced the doubts buried in her heart, her eyes darting around the room, biting her lower lip.

Lucas, who was walking in front, turned his head to look at her with a cold gaze.

Looking at her, he said nonchalantly, "I’ve cleared the place today, and only invited two friends.

I don’t like noisy places when I co here to relax at the bar."

Beauty was rendered speechless.

Indeed, the wealthy lived differently, even when it ca to going to bars, they would clear the place.

The waiter were especially alert.

As soon as they stepped into the hall, they lined up neatly and said in unison, "Welco, Mr. Marson!

Have a great ti!"

The sudden salute startled Beauty and she almost tripped and fell.

Everyone’s eyes fell onto her bare feet.

This was probably the first ti they had ever seen a person walk barefoot into a bar.

The milky white dress trailing behind her, she was as light as a swallow.

"Everything is arranged perfectly, the waiters will also retreat in a bit.

How’s that, buddy?

Do I handle things reliably or what?"

Drake rose from the sofa, his hands crossed over his chest, with a reckless smile sprawled across his face.

"Not bad, I wonder if Beauty will like it." Indeed, a cunning fox he is, throwing the ball in her court like that!

But, dare she say she doesn’t like it?

Whether she likes it or not, does he really have no clue about her feelings?

Beauty snorted in response.

However, at this mont, she still decided to save so face for Lucas.

She lifted her chin and flashed a radiant smile, "Of course I like it.

Mr. Lucas arranged a drink especially for , how can I reject and lose face for Mr. Lucas!"

Lucas didn’t respond to her grudgingly squeezed-out words, instead, he beckoned the waiter to leave.

There was a flurry of "thump thump thump" footsteps.

Beauty instantly turned around; just by listening to these footsteps she could tell it was a woman.

Sure enough, a tall and gifted woman walked over, with a gentle smile on her face.

Her slightly curled long hair fell on her fair shoulders, as she moved with grace and charm.

Many thoughts flickered through Beauty’s mind.

By looking at this lady’s deanor, she could tell this woman was definitely not an employee of the bar.

Also, Lucas had ntioned to her about two friends earlier, surely this must be the other one.

The first ti seeing the woman by his side, she was indeed different from the usual socialites and wealthy daughters.

She gave off a serene and refined sense, unlike any ordinary woman could achieve.

Even after training her for three to five years, she might not be able to be like this.

The so-called natural beauty should be just like this.

"So you are Beauty right?

Beautiful na , I often hear Lucas ntion you, sure enough, you are as lively and obedient as I imagined."

Pfft.

Beauty was flabbergasted.

Indeed, beautiful won spoke in such pleasing ways, she had never been complinted as being obedient.

But recalling her other remarks, she imdiately flipped her hair and circled her starry eyes, asking, "You said he often ntions ?

How does he ntion ?"