Chapter 87  That's My Miss Jones

Of course, how could she give up this opportunity? She blinked at Minh and John, who suddenly understood.

In less than an hour, those men were so drunk that they couldn't even stand. Their young assistants had already fell asleep.

Seeing that it was about time, Isabella got a room at the hotel and let waiter take those men there. After confirming that nothing would happen, she then led John and Minh to leave.

Standing at the entrance of the hotel, she took in a deep breath of fresh air.

Just now, she had almost been choked by the smell of alcohol.

She had also had an whole glass of whiskey. Although she wasn't drunk, the burning sensation on face became more intense when the wind blew.

"That's my Miss Jones. You have just shown off your might, or the person who laid there tonight would be us." After John came out, he immediately looked at her full of admiration.