Chapter 269 Get Drunk (Part Two)

However, Jeremy didn't let his driver help him. Instead, he walked straight to his home.

Arriving at the door, he took out a key from his pocket and muttered, "Where is the key?"

Didn't he take the key with him? Jeremy suddenly realized that not long ago, when Steve asked him to have a drink, he changed his clothes and left directly. The key was still in that original coat.

Helpless, he turned to the driver, "I didn't bring the key."

The driver was dazed for a moment, with a hint of embarrassment flashing on his lips. Jeremy patted on his shoulder and was about to say that he could stay in a hotel for a night. When he turned his head, he saw a slim figure under the dim streetlight.

Sherry was throwing the trash to go back home.

With a smile on his face, Jeremy said to the driver, "You can go now."

The driver was confused. He looked at the door, then at Jeremy. "But you don't have the key!"

Jeremy nodded his head, indicating that the driver could leave now. The driver was helpless, but before he could turn around and leave, Jeremy had already passed him.

The driver followed his figure and saw Jeremy striding to the side of Sherry without hesitation.

After throwing the garbage away, Sherry was about to enter the house when she heard the messy footsteps behind her. She was shocked and wondered if she had met the ruffian?

There was nothing on her hands. If she really met the ruffian, she could do nothing but scream.

When she looked back, it was dim at night. A staggering tall figure with wide shoulders and slim waist was in front of her. It was easy to guess who it was just by looking at the figure alone.

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neck and looked inside. He felt that Sherry was looking at him. Sherry frowned and said, "What are you looking at? Get him out of here right now! "

The driver awkwardly smiled and looked at his watch. "Well, it's such a coincidence. I have to pick up the other boss. Mr. Jeremy arranged me to do it. I can't delay it."

Hearing that, Sherry's eyebrows were knitted more tightly. When she was about to ask him to get rid of Jeremy before he left, the driver said again, "Miss, thank you for taking care of Mr. Jeremy!"

"Hey, I won't care if he is dead!" Sherry shouted.

The driver felt there was something wrong between the two of them. Of course, he knew that she was just angry. He stepped back while laughing. "I'm leaving now. Sorry for bothering you. When Mr. Jeremy wake up, he will definitely treat you well!"

Sherry helplessly saw the driver disappear in a blink of an eye. No matter how hard she shouted, the driver didn't turn his head.

She was angry. Suddenly, she heard a "bang" coming from the room and was shocked. She thought, 'Is it possible that he has smashed my belongings?'