Chapter 177 Living Their Own Lives

Irene was a little nervous for a while. She dodged his eyes and said, "How do I know where she is? Manuel, I fell asleep after I sent you back to the hotel." "Impossible." Although Manuel couldn't remember exactly what happened, he had a vague impression in his mind. He remembered that Irene had sent him back as well as what she had said to the waiter in the club. She seemed to ask him to make a phone call. He looked at Irene inquisitively, "Tell me, what did you talk to the waiter at the club?" "I didn't say anything, Manuel. He told me that the club was about to close and that I should take you away quickly. That's all." Irene said. Manuel didn't pursue it, he knew that he could ask nothing from Irene. But, something happened to him absolutely when he got drunk. He just didn't know it. Ainsley had blocked his contacts now, and he had never felt such a sense of panic. He rushed out