Chapter 184 Michaela In A Drunken Stupor

• Seeing Michaela slumped against his shoulder, Jonathan reached out and pulled her into his arms. Then, he tilted his head and stared at Vincent, the look in his tapered eyes sharp and unfathomable.
• Argh! In this private room, the one person who dares to do such a thing behind my back is this idiot, Vincent!
• Meanwhile, Vincent had been observing the man's expression ever since the latter returned to the room. Upon seeing that Jonathan was looking in his direction, he hastily turned to Leslie beside him and urged, “Here, Leslie, try this lime-baked fish. The fish is infused with a strong taste of lime, so it tastes very refreshing. I think you'll love it!”