Chapter 229 Gone Without a Trace

The whiskey burned Christian's throat, yet it did nothing to ease the sharp ache in his heart. All his tenderness, all his love, and all his carefully laid plans had become a colossal joke. He didn't understand. Why on earth did Annie choose Sean over him? Just then, a pretty woman in a red dress walked over with a wine glass in hand. She sat down in the empty seat beside Christian. She leaned toward him, subtle but intentional, and her red lips drew close to his ear. "Hey, handsome. Drinking alone is no fun, is it?" Christian didn't even lift his eyes. He just stared at his empty glass, a chill radiating from him. "Get out of my sight if you don't want tonight to be your last on earth." The woman's smile froze. The murderous intent in his words made her heart jolt, but Christian was too outstanding, and she wouldn't forgive herself if she gave up so easily. "Come on, handsome. Don't give me the cold shoulder." Unwilling to relent, she reached out and tried to touch Christian's