When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 895: Chance Encounter at the Bar
A few days later, one evening, Adrian Lancaster’s Lamborghini parked in a lot behind a bar, where luxury cars were plentiful.
A valet helped him open the door, and Adrian Lancaster got out with his bodyguards.
Those who came and went here were wealthy, yet it was a mix of all sorts, after all, it was the bar with the best atmosphere in Argent.
The bar is a place where people can relax, everyone has times when their stress is high, and he’s no exception.
The search work was still ongoing, and Faye hadn’t been found, Adrian Lancaster’s mood was something only he understood.
It was a feeling of being constantly submerged in sorrow, intensely grieving, and if not relieved in time, it would lead to depression.
Walking into the bar, he sat down in his usual spot, a waiter brought two freshly mixed cocktails and a bottle of whiskey.
Four men in black stood not far away, not allowing anyone to disturb him.
The changing neon lights illuminated his body, as he listened to the not-too-loud, somewhat melancholic lounge music, Adrian Lancaster quietly sipped his drink.
He only came here to drink a couple of times when he was particularly down.
The drink was a bit strong today, something he had deliberately ordered.
As long as he wasn’t busy with work, images of Faye would flash through his mind, along with every moment spent with her, he especially couldn’t face Joy.
Two months had passed, where on earth was she? Wasn’t there anyone who could give him an answer?
After a few drinks, Adrian Lancaster felt even more upset, his chest aching more sharply, once, he thought he was the happiest man in the world.
Reflexively turning his head, he unexpectedly saw Ivy Jennings drinking alone not far away, after that day in the office, he hadn’t seen her again.
She seemed to be in a bad mood as well, sitting alone at the bar, probably had been there for quite some time, drinking a bit tipsily.
Just as Adrian Lancaster furrowed his brow slightly, he saw two men appear behind Ivy Jennings.
They put their drinks down in front of her, then placed their hands on her shoulders.
"Hey beauty, have a drink with us?" Both men challenged at once.
Ivy Jennings hated that kind of greasy man the most, and added to her bad mood, she directly brushed off the man’s hand, "Scram."
"Yo! This chick’s got some spice!" Rather than getting angry, the man became more emboldened, and he directly put his arm around her neck, leaning in to kiss her face.
Ivy Jennings quickly stood up, pushing them both away, raising her hand to slap one, "You have some serious issues!"
The man who got slapped, naturally, his anger exploded within!
"Damn it! You dare to hit me!" He reached out, grabbing Ivy Jennings by the neck.
Having drunk quite a bit, Ivy Jennings was quickly pressed against the bar, after all, she was a girl, clutching the man’s wrist, unable to speak due to the choke, distressed and embarrassed.
Adrian Lancaster sat on a nearby sofa, his eyes growing icier and more solemn.
His subordinates, keen on observing expressions, followed his gaze and saw the scene too.
He said nothing, two of his men exchanged glances, looked at him, then stepped toward that direction!
They were quite skilled, directly pulling aside the man who was choking Ivy Jennings.
"Who are you? Damn it! You dare mess with me?!" The man was furious, stepping up to retaliate.
But Adrian Lancaster’s people weren’t just for show, they swiftly twisted the men’s arms behind their backs, nearly dislocating them from pain! 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"Ah... it hurts, it hurts!"
"We are Mr. Adrian Lancaster’s people." They whispered in their ears, not wanting to cause too much commotion in the bar, "Be smart and scram now."
The name Adrian Lancaster was more effective than a military order, the two men sobered up instantly, their eyes filled with fear.
Their gazes were darting around, spotting the man sipping wine on the sofa.
As they were let go, they each slipped away one by one.
The two bodyguards glanced at Ivy Jennings, Ivy Jennings wearing high heels, dressed in a hip-hugging skirt, her good figure on full display, holding her wine glass steady, she took in their attire and demeanor, and brushed her hair back, "You’re President Lancaster’s men?"
