Chapter 340 Hero Saves the Damsel

• At the banquet, a drunk tycoon staggered as he walked, clearly out of his mind. He stopped by Celia Jeane, left hand clutching his own glass, right hand snatching a drink off Celia’s table and shoving it at her, his words filthy as hell. When he saw Celia ignore him, he set his glass down and reached out, trying to pinch her face—she dodged fast.
• Celia’s expression soured hard. Why was she so unlucky the second she stepped out? That drunk clearly picked a target at random—out of all the women here, he had to land on her. Rage flared in her chest.
• And Ruth Jeane, Zephyr Jeane, and Hazel Tyson were all here tonight. If they saw this, they’d twist the story and smear her all over again.