The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 426

Yes, she was provoking her. Anyone could tell that.

Derek stood aside, keeping out of the confrontation between the two women. He did not think that

Meredith went too far.

After all, compared to the suffering his mother had inflicted on Meredith, Meredith only said a few

unpleasant words.

"How dare you..."

Violet was so angry and gritted her teeth.

"Hey, it's just a throwaway remark, but you already can't stand it. If I..."

"How dare you?"

Violet had never been so furious like this for a long time. She pointed at Meredith and her fingertips

were trembling.

"Do you think you are emboldened by Old Master's agreement? I'm telling you. As long as I don't

agree, even the Old Master can't help you."

Derek finally opened his mouth. He had already been fed up with his mother's fierce resistance.

"Mom, although you may not be happy to hear that, grandfather is the only one who can call the shots

in the Xaviers. You can't stop him and you have no right to object to his decision."

"You..."

Violet was infuriated. This scene repeated itself again. Her son was against her five years ago. Now, he

was still against her.

He did it all for the same woman.

Thinking of this, she looked at Meredith with a strong disgust and anger.

Derek's face darkened.

Meredith was expressionless. But she suddenly felt very tired. She closed her eyes and stood up, "I'll

leave first."

"I..." Derek wanted to say that he would go with her and send her back.

She said directly, "I want to stay alone. Don't follow me." ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The greenery around the Xaviers mansion was so big that if she didn't take a car, it would take so long.

So, Meredith didn't refuse the car the housekeeper had arranged for her and let him send her out of the

Xaviers mansion.

She walked alone on the street, thinking about how she had behaved in the Xaviers. Meredith could not

help but smile bitterly. Even she herself did not know who she was just now.

Meredith walked and walked, not knowing how long she had been walking. When she suddenly

stumbled and almost fell, she suddenly woke up. Then she sat alone on a stool on the road and

watched all kinds of people.

After a while, she took out her cell phone, flipped through the address book, and shook her head at the

pitifully limited contacts in it.

In today's society, it was quite strange to have such few contacts.

She called Penelope and hung up after a few words.

Not long after, a fiery red car stopped in front of her. Penelope rolled down the window and took off her

sunglasses. She waved at her and whistled.

"Hey, beauty. Where are you going? How about I give you a ride?"

Meredith couldn't help but laugh and seemed not to be gloomy anymore.

Seeing her get into the car, Penelope stepped on the gas, "Tell me, where do you want to go?"

"... Bar."

The car jerked to a halt. Penelope looked at her through her rearview mirror and blinked, "Where did

you say you wanted to go?"

"I want to go to the bar," Meredith repeated.

"Come on, daddy's girl has degenerated." Penelope teased her.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, why are you on the side of the road on weekend, and..." Meredith

sounded like she was in bad mood.

Meredith closed her eyes and lay sideways in the back seat, "... I came out of the Xaviers just now."

Penelope: "..."

Well, she had known about what happened between her best friend and Derek before. So now when

she heard about it, she could basically guess what was going on. Looking at her depressed look,

Penelope thought that her trip was not pleasant.

In that case, Penelope didn't ask any more and stepped on the gas again, "Okay, let's go to a bar."

Although most of the bars were open at night, there were also bars open during the day. Even if

Meredith needed a drink to vent her depression, Penelope still felt that the atmosphere of a Lounge Bar

was more suitable for her.

They had better not go to nightclubs where rogues of all kinds running wild. She was afraid of being

hunted down by Mr. Xavier.

She picked a sofa on the corner and ordered drinks and snacks. Penelope poured the alcohol, handed

Meredith a glass, took a sip, and raised her eyebrows.

"Why did you come out alone when you went to Mr. Xavier's house? Didn't Mr. Xavier come out with

you?"

Meredith shook her head, "I didn't want to see him then." As she spoke, she took a sip of the alcohol

and immediately frowned.

The two of them were like this. One asked questions and the other one answered. They talked about

the Xaviers, Derek, Damian, and all kinds of things. Time passed quickly.

It was getting dark outside.

Their alcohol was not high. Besides, Penelope ordered the fruit wine for Meredith. She thought it was

not intoxicating, but she miscalculated Meredith's tolerance to alcohol.

Meredith was not very good at drinking. So when she drank the fruit wine for the whole afternoon, she

was easily drunk. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were already blurred.

But Penelope on the side was almost drunk.

She was not used to fruit wine. So she ordered Brandy for herself. After an afternoon, she also drank a

lot and felt dizzy.

"Meredith, it's dark. We should, should go."

Penelope shook her head and got up to help Meredith. She drank too much that she had no strength at

all. Meredith did not cooperate. So it took her a long time.

There were very few drunk people in the lounge bar. The two of them were beautiful and attractive. The

boss of the lounge bar saw them and asked the waiter to help.

"Miss, you are a little drunk. Do you want us to help you and ask someone you know to pick you up?"

Penelope waved her hand, "No, I, I called someone."

As she spoke, she went to pull Meredith. The waiter had no choice but to help them up and send them

out.

Penelope's mind cleared up when the wind blew her outside. She squinted at the outside and then

looked at Meredith, who was leaning against her.

She took out her cell phone from her bag and looked for Derek's number in a daze. Then she dialed it

and babbled.

"Hey, Mr. Xavier, burp... Mer... Meredith's drunk. Come and pick her up. Yeah, that's it."

She hung up as soon as she finished speaking. Her mind began to faint again.

On the other side, Damian frowned at the phone that was hung up. He didn't want to answer the call

from that bitch, but he picked it up at last.

He thought about it, turned on the navigation, and looked at her location. They were really around a

lounge bar.

Damian did not hesitate. He got up, took his coat, and went out. He also called his boss to explain the

situation. The two men in different directions were heading to the same place at the moment.