Faye Manor hadn’t finished speaking when a glass wine cup was thrown at his forehead.
"Whoa!" Faye Manor shouted, jumping up in surprise.
"Master Carter, did I hit the nail on the head?"
Carlos was even more frustrated. He knew that no one would believe him when he told this story.
Although he was known in the Capital as a notorious playboy, who would believe that until he met Emily Parker, he was actually still a virgin?
Faye Manor, undeterred, leaned in closer, prompting Carlos to explain what really happened. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs ⓝovelFire.net
Carlos remembered it clearly. On Valentine’s Day night, he went to attend a premiere hosted by Carter Entertainment.
Upon entering, he casually bought a glass of iced cola.
After finishing the cola, he went to the screening room.
He couldn’t remember anything that happened afterward.
When he woke up, his clothes were still intact, and he thought he had been dreaming.
It wasn’t until the influencer Adeline announced online that she was pregnant with his child that Carlos realized what happened that night wasn’t a dream, but a trap someone had carefully set.
"Master Carter, could there be a misunderstanding in this?
The goddess is so beautiful. If she really wanted to sleep with a man, who could resist?
There’s no need for drugs."
"Who else could it be other than her?
I’ve also had people investigate, and there were no drug residues in my body.
The theater staff member who sold me the cola wasn’t there anymore.
I’ve inquired, and similar drugs aren’t available domestically, only abroad and through special channels.
Emily just happened to be in the hospital’s pharmacy.
I’ve also checked the People’s Hospital’s procurement records; just days before Valentine’s Day, they purchased a batch of such drugs for medical research purposes."
Carlos didn’t want to believe that Emily was that kind of woman, but all signs pointed to Emily being the one who drugged him.
Originally, considering the child, Carlos had decided not to pursue this matter.
It wasn’t until today, hearing what Adam Willow had to say, that Carlos realized Emily’s actual target was Adam Willow.
Carlos ruffled his hair, feeling both irritated and restless.
He then downed another half bottle of wine.
"Master Carter, so are you jealous?
Have you fallen for the goddess?"
Faye Manor chuckled upon hearing this.
He had never seen Carlos ; he actually looked like the troubled corporate magnates who fall deeply in love, just like in those romantic dramas his sister Liliana Manor loved watching.
The answer to Faye Manor was a thud, as Carlos’s tall body fell onto the sofa, unconscious from drinking?
After ten in the evening, pregnant Emily Parker was already sleepy, having just gone to bed when she heard a knock at the door.
As she opened the door, she saw the driver and a servant supporting a staggering Carlos, who was reeking of strong alcohol.
"Young Madam, Young Master is drunk. Third Master Manor just brought him back."
The servants helped Carlos to the bed.
At first, Carlos was very agitated, muttering something under his breath.
Emily Parker smelled the alcohol on him and, pinching her nose, tried to undress Carlos.
But this stubborn man clung tightly to his clothes, like a chaste maiden, resolutely refusing to let Emily take them off.
"Carlos, if you don’t behave, I’ll throw you out."
Emily said angrily, at which point Carlos smelled a familiar faint fragrance.
He immediately calmed down.
"Raise your arms and take off your clothes."
Emily commanded, and Carlos obediently followed, meekly.
Drunken Carlos was unexpectedly adorable.
Emily felt like playing a prank, casually asking,
Emily laughed even more,
"Carlos, when was the last time you wet the bed?"
"Carlos, what’s your bank card password?"
Carlos immediately blurted out a string of numbers.
"Carlos, who is the girl you like?"
Emily impulsively asked.