Chapter 71
- Vanessa's POV
- I grabbed the champagne from the bar as I walked drunkenly to my booth, where my personal assistant was whining her waist to the loud music blaring out from the four corners of the hall.
- I dropped to the seat weakly, and she raised an eyebrow giving me a questioning look, but I averted my gaze to another side, drowning in my sorrows and embarrassment.