594 Chapter 594: Ignoring All Iing Calls


    "Dad, please don''t do this."


    Michael Marshall was angry, but he kept suppressing his fury.


    Even though he had gotten enough of his father''s sulkiness and fuss, he still pacified him with a mild voice.


    After a while, the old man remained stern, refusing everyone''s persuasion. Finally, Be Thompson suggested, "Let dad rest for a while, and he can have his porridgeter."


    Left with no other choice, Michael Marshall helplessly sat aside to wait.


    The butler brought the burn ointment, and Be Thompson, regardless of her real intentions, could only apply the medicine in front of Michael Marshall.


    ...


    After just a few sses of red wine, Olivia Jenkins and Abigail Anderson both felt oddly dizzy.


    It was strange; the wine seemed to be getting stronger, Olivia Jenkins even felt her face heating up.


    Nevertheless, the meal tonight was quite enjoyable, a bit wild, a felt liberating.


    Plus, the seafood feast was well worth it.


    "For the next round, it''s my treat! Whether you all want to go to a Karaoke, or anywhere else, I''m open to suggestions."


    Without a second thought, Abigail Anderson agreed with Olivia Jenkins, "Let''s go clubbing."


    Martin Wace, Adam Howard, and Oliver Johnson, looked at each other, dumbstruck for a moment.


    Would Olivia Jenkins and Abigail Anderson be courting death if they went clubbing?


    Uh...


    Licking his lips, Adam Howard tactfully suggested, "Or, we could go together for some fun, it''s more enjoyable when everyone''s involved!"


    After thinking for a bit, Martin Wace reluctantly nodded, "I think it''s feasible!"


    Oliver Johnson shrugged nonchntly, "If you guys are going, of course I''m in."


    Adam Howard''s handsome eyebrows twitched mysteriously as he nced at Martin Wace and Oliver Johnson, "Then let''s go together." We share in troubles and rejoice in blessings!


    Hurriedly, Martin Wace chimed in, "No time to waste, let''s go!"


    ...


    In the dim light, a sea of people churned.


    In the dance floor, men and women were dancing passionately, their expressions were rxed and lively!


    Olivia Jenkins and Abigail Anderson danced their hearts out, the sting music ever testing their flexibility.


    Adam Howard and Martin Wace sat at the table closest to the dance floor, their entire focus fixed on Olivia Jenkins and Abigail Anderson—they appeared more like personal bodyguards at the moment.


    Adam Howard recorded a video and sent it to their group chat of five, cing his phone on the table, he joked, "Bringing someone else''s wife and girlfriend to a club, aren''t we asking for a beating?"


    Martin Waceughed at himself, "The key point is, we''re like three pitiful single dogs, serving as door guards!"


    Oliver Johnson picked up his beer, "We''re here now, let''s have a drink. Look how happy and wild they look,pared to them, we''re like three monsters."


    Cheers, they all drank their beer.


    Adam Howard continued, "I''ve been watching carefully, as you guys might have noticed, Daniel did not call his wife even after dinner. That''s unusual, they must have had a fight."


    Martin Wace patted Adam Howard on the shoulder, "Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Your phone''s ringing, it''s Daniel. Going to answer it?"


    Adam Howard took a sip of his beer, apanied by some peanuts, "Ignore him, let him worry. It''s his wife, none of our concern! Tonight, I originally nned for a dinner to improve their rtionship, who knew Daniel wouldn''t show up."


    Suddenly, Martin Wace''s phone also started ringing.


    Adam Howard took Martin Wace''s phone and ced it on the table, "No matter how many callse, I''m not answering."