Reborn Rich: Prices Dropped, My Savings Didn't novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Chapter 106: Hangover

It was a long, deep, lingering kiss.

The scene was so picturesque, the director couldn’t bear to call cut.

They lost all track of time, kissing until Lily Sterling felt dizzy and breathless, as if she were about to run out of air. Only then did the director reluctantly yell, "Cut!"

Andrew Sutton opened his eyes, pulling his lips from Lily Sterling’s. He quickly turned his back and, when he thought no one was looking, frantically adjusted his trousers beneath his brocade robe.

’He was both flustered and mortified. He’d actually...’

’Damn it, Andrew Sutton, what are you doing?’

"Director, that take was amazing! If we use this for the trailer or a behind-the-scenes clip, it’ll absolutely blow up online!"

"It really was. I almost didn’t want to call cut."

Director Cole stood up, a satisfied look on his face. He smiled and called out, "Lily, Andrew, that was excellent! We got it!"

The set immediately erupted in thunderous applause. No one had expected to see such an incredible kiss scene, especially for the last shot of the day.

Lily Sterling’s cheeks were burning. Now that she had snapped out of character, her heart was racing, threatening to leap out of her chest.

She hastily bowed to thank the crew. When she saw Andrew Sutton with his back to her, she was too embarrassed to say hello and practically fled the scene.

By the time Andrew Sutton managed to get himself under control and turned around, Lily Sterling was already gone.

He instinctively glanced around. The crew was already striking the set. The scene was over.

*

Cecilia Sterling and Estelle Goodman partied hard until three in the morning. Bottle after bottle of liquor was opened, and all the girls drank to their hearts’ content.

If nothing else, they’d definitely had their fun feeling up all those chiseled bodies.

"Cecilia, I love you so much! We should hang out all the time from now on, okay?"

"Totally! Next time, let’s not invite the guys. We’ll treat you, and we’ll order ten cute boys for you."

"That’s right! Next time, we’ll make the hotties strip and dance for us, hahaha..."

The alcohol was starting to get to the girls’ heads, making them bolder and more unrestrained with their words.

Surprisingly, Cecilia Sterling and Estelle Goodman were still relatively clear-headed. They were a bit tipsy, but not so drunk they couldn’t take care of themselves.

The five guys, on the other hand, couldn’t hold their liquor as well as the girls. Jonah Goodman in particular had been sullenly drinking all night while watching Cecilia get cozy with the male models. Now, he was almost completely passed out.

As the night wound down, a waiter entered the private room with the bill. Aside from the liquor and the male models Cecilia had already paid for, there was a remaining balance of 36 dollars.

Frankly, that 36 dollars was the guys’ tab for the night.

Cecilia Sterling and Estelle Goodman had no intention of covering their bill. Estelle grabbed Jonah Goodman’s phone, forced his eyes open to unlock it with facial recognition, and paid.

The male models considerately escorted the girls downstairs, while Jonah Goodman had to be carried out on Chuck Warner’s back.

As instructed by his father, Charles Jennings had arrived at the club’s entrance at two in the morning to wait for Estelle. She was late, but he didn’t text to rush her, simply watching the doors in silence.

When he saw her group emerge, Charles Jennings hurried over.

The moment the night breeze hit her, the alcohol in Estelle Goodman’s system took full effect, the delayed buzz hitting her all at once.

She reached out, pinched Charles Jennings’s fair cheeks, and laughed. "Charles, you came to get me?"

Charles flinched, looking uncomfortable, but his hands instinctively moved to steady Estelle, afraid she might fall.

He looked up at Cecilia. "Cecilia, the car is over there."

Cecilia, still relatively sober, nodded. Just as she and Charles were about to help Estelle into the car, Chuck Warner approached them with Jonah on his back. "Cecilia, can Estelle take Jonah home?"

"Alright then. I’ll come over tomorrow morning with breakfast for you."

"No need. We all had a late night, so everyone should sleep in. You too. And thank you for tonight," Cecilia said.

Charles thought for a moment before agreeing. Then, he easily hoisted Jonah onto his back.

The maid’s room had a single bed, complete with a pillow and a quilt. After placing Jonah on the bed, Charles promptly left.

Cecilia placed a trash can by the bed in case Jonah needed to throw up. She also left a bottle of water on the nightstand. When she closed the door, she left a light on for him. After all, her house was an unfamiliar environment, and she worried he might not be able to see his way around in his drunken state.

When Cecilia opened her eyes the next day, it was already one in the afternoon.

Despite how much she’d drunk last night, she woke up without the slightest headache.

She got up and went to check the room next door. The curtains were drawn, and in the pitch-black space, Estelle was propped up against the headboard, the glow of her phone the only source of light.

When the door opened, Estelle looked up at Cecilia and whined, "Darling, I feel awful."

Cecilia replied, "That’s what you get for drinking it straight. Hold on, I’ll order you some Hangover Tea. You’ll feel better after you drink it."

"Thanks."

Remembering that Jonah was probably still downstairs, Cecilia closed the door and headed to the first floor. Sure enough, she saw him sitting on the sofa, looking haggard.

"Cecilia, you’re awake!" Jonah said with a quick smile when he saw her come downstairs.

Cecilia went to the water dispenser in the coffee nook, poured two glasses of water, and handed one to Jonah. "Did you throw up?"

Jonah nodded pitifully. As he drank, he asked, "What is this you gave me? I feel so hot..."

"It’s water! Stop being dramatic."

Jonah: "Oh."