Chapter 52: Spend One Night With Him
They talked from time to time until Edward ate up all the grapes. Jane didn't think it was long. However, others had discussed it for a long time. After all, only they were missing, and their seats were together. It was difficult to ignore this.
They wanted to tease Edward when he came back, but when they came back, Edward didn't wait for others to speak and took the lead to say, "Ask the driver to send her back."
Someone said, "It's early. Why is she leaving so soon?"
Edward said, "She has a class tomorrow."
Vincent said, "Just sleep here. There are plenty of rooms upstairs."
Jane smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Perez, but I won't bother you here. I have something to do when I go back."
Edward said, "I'll take you out."
Since he had said this, no one dared to stop Jane. Vincent went out of the villa with them and especially asked the driver to drive slowly and send Jane home safely.
Jane said goodbye to them and got in the car. The car was driven out of the yard, but Edward stood there and didn't move. He took out a cigarette and lit it up. He drank too much, so he wanted to stand here for a blow and sober up. Vincent misunderstood him. He smiled and said, "She has left. Are you still thinking about her?"
Edward was expressionless as he said lazily, "Don't think too much."
Vincent looked down and stared at Edward's flies, "You didn't clean it up."
His words were meaningful. Edward looked down, only to see some white stains on his black trousers. He frowned. Just as he wanted to say something, he thought of the sour yogurt he spat out. He had wiped it with a wet tissue. Why did it show up at this time?
Seeing that he just frowned and didn't explain, Vincent smiled more evilly, "Oh, you only spent a few minutes in the bathroom, didn't you? That's too fast. When did you become so weak?"
Edward took a deep breath and said with a straight face, "Today is your birthday, so disappear in my sight within three seconds."
Vincent was used to seeing him like this and said without changing his expression, "Since you like her, keep her here. There are so many rooms upstairs. You could spend a night with her. Why did you have to hide in the bathroom and finish it in a hurry... Or is this something you like?"
Edward slowly blew a ring of smoke and turned to look at Vincent, "Do I need to hide if I like someone?"
Vincent thought he was right, but then he became suspicious, "Is it because she's so gorgeous that you want to keep your relationship a secret?"
Edward said, "There are lots of gorgeous women, but Justin only listens to her."
Vincent smiled and said, "Yes, Henry doesn't hate her, too. She's capable."
Edward looked ahead and said lazily, "So don't provoke or flirt with her. It's hard to hire a good teacher."
Vincent said, "It's expensive enough to spend a night with a beautiful woman, let alone a talented woman. I'm not interested in Jane. Those beautiful women are suitable for me."
Edward finished smoking and walked in with Vincent. On the way, Vincent whispered, "Amy will stay here for you."
Edward said blandly, "She is suitable for you."
Vincent raised his eyebrows, "Do you look down on her or me? It's hard to be with her, but it seems that she is very interested in you. You're so charming. As long as you want, she'd like to sleep with you for free."
Edward said, "You're charming, too. Don't just stand there and try to seduce her."
They talked and went back to the dining room. From a short distance, Amy noticed the suspicious white stains on Edward's trousers. Many people saw the stains as well.
Someone asked, "Edward, why did you send her away? She has only been here for a short while."
Vincent replied, "How could Edward show his true features if she doesn't leave?"
A woman continued with a smile, "True features? We've never seen Mr. Smith show his true features."
Vincent said, "You'll like it."
People burst into laughter. Edward talked least. It was not because he had nothing to say. He was just sleepy. These people plied him with lots of drink when Jane was here. He had poor drinking capacity, and he had been forcing himself to drink.
Thinking about Jane, he thought of grapes. It seemed that he had felt better. At least he didn't want to vomit.
Vincent teased him, "What are you thinking about?"
Edward was distracted for a moment and blurted out, "Grapes."
"What?"
Edward raised his head and said, "I mean, wine. You want to drink, don't you? Come on. Let's bet who'll get drunk first."
Once he made up his mind, no one could be a match for him. Those young men waved their hands and decided to let their female companions drink for them. After Jane left, Amy sat beside Edward. Before he spoke, she took the lead in pouring a glass of wine, raised her glass, and said, "Girls, I'll drink for Mr. Smith. Don't blame me for this."
The woman opposite her pretended to be angry, "Oh? It seems that Mr. Smith is more important than us."
Amy smiled. Without saying a word, she raised her head and gulped down the wine. Then she turned over the goblet. There was not a drop left.
Edward drank for Jane, while Amy drank for him. He didn't say anything.
Men gave money to please women, while women accompanied them for their money.
In the middle of the night, the villa was still brightly lit, and everyone was laughing. There were piles of cash on the table, and they kept drinking. They had drunk so much that they lost consciousness and couldn't control themselves.
Some people leaned against the seat to kiss each other. Someone lay on the sofa in the living room. Someone pushed open a door casually and had sex there with his female companion, no matter it was a storage room or a bathroom.
Vincent was sleepy. He said to Amy, "Take Edward upstairs."
Amy had been drinking for Edward. He drank less than two bottles of red wine, but she drank twice as much as him. Holding onto the table, she stood up and pulled away the chair. Then she held Edward's arm. Edward staggered when he stood up. She immediately held him more tightly and whispered, "Mr. Smith, be careful."
They staggered and went to the second floor. Edward couldn't recognize which room was his. He was not picky about beds, but he thought that others' beds were dirty. He had a room here. When they came to the door, Amy opened the door for him. Just as she was about to step in, he said, "You can let go of me now."
Amy withdrew her arm, and Edward walked in without looking back. Amy paused for a second and suddenly hugged his waist tightly from behind.
Edward stood still. In the dark, he said in a deep voice, "Go find someone else."
Amy said softly, "Mr. Smith, I don't want anyone else. Let me take care of you for one night."
Edward said, "I'm not interested."
Amy hugged him with more strength, "I don't want money or power. I just want to be with you."
She couldn't see the expression on Edward's face, but she was begging him in such a soft voice. No man would refuse such a pretty woman like her, right? Moreover, he was drunk. Such an opportunity was rare.
Edward was silent for a moment. He replied in a lazy voice, "I can give you money or power, but you want me. Is this too much?"