Chapter 147 - Take The Shower In Vain

Jaquan gulped it down before he said, "The client of my previous case called me, and he discussed the update with me.

Randy said nothing anymore, because he knew his advice wouldn't matter to him. Emily was drawing. Except the sound of her pencil on the paper, it was silent.

Vincent was sitting beside Emily after answering the phone, watching her drawing. The peaceful and warm picture of the two of them stopped Janessa from disturbing them.

"Shall we continue?" Janessa turned the wine bottle in her hand. Only the four of them were left in the game. Emily and Vincent could be ignored, since the two of them had never taken the game seriously during the entire process.

Randy put down his glass and said, "I quit."

Jaquan heaved a sigh, "I'm in."

Randy was mute.

The power supply was finally restored at half past ten.

The landlady of the guest house said, "We can heat up the water for a bath now. Someone who wants to have a bath can go to the bathroom in ten minutes."

Several of them were lying along the long table drunk. Emily looked around, only to find that Armando was sitting there sober and he seemed to worry about something.

"Let's go to sleep. It's late." Vincent led her to the room after taking the toiletries. The two of them went straight to the bathroom, and they met the landlady on their way. The landlady asked them with a smile, "We have bathrooms. Do you need it?"

"...."

In the lounge area, Armando finally brought himself to reality. Patting Jaquan and Randy on their shoulders first, he then carried Janessa in his arms and went to their room. Janessa had drunken too much alcohol, so she was about to throw it up when being carried by Armando. After cleaning her vomit up in the restroom, he continued to take her to the room. But Janessa asked for some water on their way to the room.

Then Armando took her to the lounge area, and he asked the landlady for some soup to sober her up. And he also fed her some water.

When he finally carried Janessa to the room, it was almost midnight.

There was no separate bathroom in the room. So everyone had to go to a bathroom or a public one when they needed a shower. Armando went to the bathroom with his clothes. When he was standing under the shower with his eyes closed, he could think of nothing but the words of Janessa. She said she couldn't wait any longer.

On the other side of the guest house, Lord Top suddenly sat up from his bed in the room. He touched himself and felt relieved after knowing he wasn't naked. Then he intended to change his clothes when sensing the smell of alcohol all over his body. He was looking for his suitcase in the dark, only to find the clothes there weren't his. Actually, the suitcase wasn't his.

He wasn't in his room?

It was dark in the room. He could hardly figure out who was on the bed next to him. So he randomly took some pieces and left.

The landlady of the guest house hadn't gone to bed yet. When she saw him coming with some clothes, she said, "A young man is taking a shower inside. Tell him to hurry up, because I want to sleep."

Just as Lord Top wanted to give up the thought of taking a shower, he saw a bathroom for women over there. He sneaked into that bathroom without turning on the light after the landlady left. He took off his clothes quickly and turned on the shower. After a few minutes, the stinky smell of alcohol disappeared.

Lord Top was at a loss the moment the light was on. Then he abruptly covered himself with a towel and turned to look at the door.

Emily was so surprised to see a man there that she turned the light off immediately.

The voice of Vincent came from the door. He asked, "What's up? You didn't find it?"

"Nope. I think I didn't leave it in the bathroom. It should be in my room." Emily explained in a low voice.

"Okay."

It went back to silence outside the bathroom.

Lord Top continued his shower gingerly. After that, he found the clothes he took were both sweaters. He didn't take his trousers.

The trousers he wore earlier smelled stinky, so he wouldn't put it on. He thought no one would be outside at this time. He put on one of the sweaters and tied the other one on his waist to cover his butt. Then he quickly went back to his room and closed the door.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, no one found him. But he saw Randy right behind him when he turned around.

What was more, the light in the room was on.

Randy was a little thirsty. He shouted for a while, but no one answered. He could only get up. When he turned the light on, he found no one was on the bed next to him. He was sitting on the bed to sober himself up. When he was about to go back to his sleep again, he heard the sound from the door. And then two long and straight legs, the skin of which looked pretty fair, appeared in front of him. 'What perfect legs!' Randy thought to himself.

He looked up along the legs, trying to find out who was the one in front him. Just as he was about to see the face of the person, he was knocked unconscious.

Lord Top quickly took out a pair of loose trousers from the suitcase and put it on at once before Randy woke up. Then he went to the next room and asked one of their members to change the room with him. When he finally lay on the bed, his forehead was covered with sweat. He took the shower in vain.

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"That mouse was charred. The smell can be sensed far away from the place it was charred."

"I told you to change a better cable, but you didn't listen to me. There're mice and squirrels everywhere. Even a man would die when touching a cable, not to mention such a small animal."

"I got it. I've contacted the worker and asked him to add another layer outside the cable."

The rooms in the guest house weren't that soundproof, so everyone woke up amidst the quarrel between the owner and his wife. It was eight in the morning.

Everyone gathered in the lobby after dressing themselves up. Some of them yawned heavily while the others were dizzy because of a hangover. Everyone wasn't ready for a climb anyway.

Randy looked the most terrible as if he had been struck by lightning. He kept massaging the back of his neck, glancing his members back and forth. He asked them one by one, "Who the hell hit me yesterday night?"

A hangover always caused a trouble. He could hardly remember what happened yesterday night, except that he was playing Truth or Dare with Jaquan, Armando and Janessa, and drank a lot of alcohol. His neck hurt that much, and he suspected it was Janessa who hit him. But he got to know she was also drunk last night.

The member in his room was the biggest suspect. When he was defending himself and was about to tell Randy the truth, Lord Top was making a gesture towards him as if he would give him a lesson.

The team member rubbed his neck gingerly and lowered his head without saying anything.

Janessa didn't feel that bad when she woke up. She thought it was because of her good physical condition. She didn't know how heavily she had vomited on Armando and how thoughtfully Armando had taken care of her. He even washed her face and feet for her.

Armando, on the other hand, didn't get a good sleep and the shadows under his eyes looked so obvious.

Janessa even asked him with concern, "You didn't get a good sleep? You can't sleep on a bed except your own one?"

Looking at her, Armando nodded slightly.

He was always like that, and Janessa was used to it.. So she didn't ask him anymore and began to apply sunscreen.