Atticuss eyes flashed a trace of sarcasm, thinking that she was ruthless enough to agree so calmly, and he was right about her.
He took long steps and took the lead in crossing the door of the bar, and Scout watched the tall figure walk away, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and followed.
If she could save the childs life, she was willing to go all out.
In the luxurious private room, Scout followed Atticus and sat on the black leather sofa, and then two or three men came in, all with female companions.
Scout began to rub her hands nervously, sweating all over, and her heart was pounding.
The visitors saw that Atticus had also changed a female companion, and they whistled with a bad smile, teasing: "Atticus has changed his taste today, this one looks very pure, very feeling!"
Atticus hooked his lips and smiled wickedly: "If President Wilson likes it, just say it!"
Scout sat on the side and heard this, and her heart couldnt help but feel uncomfortable...
"You said it, then Ill give you my female companion today!" After speaking, the man who spoke immediately pushed the woman next to him, and the woman was very knowledgeable and walked to Atticus and sat down.
Atticus glanced coldly at Scout who was sitting with her head down and motionless, and said coldly: "Hurry up and serve President Wilson, are you sitting here like a log?"
Scout bit her pale lips, looked up and saw Atticuss eyes that didnt care at all, and she couldnt help but laugh at herself in her heart.
Is it worth it to feel heartache for such a man?
She took a deep breath, forced a smile and said: "I know, Atticus!"
After speaking, she immediately got up and walked towards President Wilson. Although he looked talented, his face was full of peach blossoms and a flirtatious feeling, which made Scout very resistant in her heart.
But thinking of the baby in the intensive care unit of the hospital, Scout forced herself to endure it, anyway, Atticus didnt care, why be hypocritical?
As soon as she sat down, she was pulled into President Wilsons arms, smelling the scent of cologne and a faint smell of tobacco, Scout tried to push the person away, looked up and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Hello, President Wilson!"
The man saw Scout very enthusiastic, immediately hugged Scouts slender waist, raised his hand and lifted her chin to look at her.
"A good name, come and have a drink with your brother!"
Scout was forced to take a glass of foreign wine, looking at the so-called President Wilson was in high spirits, he took the cup and drank a sip, but choked and coughed continuously.
President Wilson was immediately happy and looked at everyone: "The little beauty is not good at drinking, come and kiss your brother and it will be fine!"
After speaking, he was about to pucker his mouth and kiss Scout, Scout was scared and wanted to dodge, but President Wilsons strength was amazing, and he immediately grabbed her neck, and she couldnt dodge.
"President Wilson, dont..." Scout wanted to refuse, but she couldnt dodge, and President Wilson was more interested, playing hard to get was the most romantic trick.
President Wilson is a notorious lecher, if it werent for Atticus to have business dealings with him and needed to cooperate, he would never hang out with such a person.
Especially when Atticus saw Scout, that vicious woman, in his arms, drinking and laughing, and not dodging even when kissed, the two were hugging and holding each other, and he was inexplicably furious.
"Enough."
Atticus suddenly stood up, rushed forward, grabbed Scouts wrist, and turned to walk out the door.