Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

Nancy, the main character they were gossiping about, had no clue about the trouble heading her way.

At the end of the corridor on the club’s second floor, a window was half-open, letting in a gust of wind.

A young man leaned against the window, holding a cigarette between his fingers that was about to burn out.

Mercer came to the club to hang out tonight.

He ended up drinking a bit too much wine and got a headache from some arguments with his business partners.

So, he ditched the crowd and stepped outside alone to get some fresh air while puffing on a cigarette.

After finishing his cigarette, Mercer rubbed his temple with his cold fingers.

Just as he was about to head back to the private room, he spotted a familiar figure stepping out of the restroom.

It was Nancy.

Without catching sight of Mercer, Nancy took a few steps forward.

Then she turned around, pulled open the door, and headed into the private room at the end of the corridor.

Mercer frowned as he glanced at his watch, seeing it was nearly midnight.

He couldn’t shake the thought of what Nancy might be doing here at this late hour.

Feeling a bit nosy, he started to head out but hesitated for a moment.

After a few seconds, Mercer cursed under his breath, “This woman is such a troublemaker.

”

Mercer couldn’t stay uninvolved.

It was late, and he was clueless about Nancy’s activities at this place.

The danger was palpable.

Moreover, he noticed Nancy’s walk was unsteady; she was clearly intoxicated.

Mercer quickly called over a passing waitress and handed him a tip without hesitation.

“Please check the innermost room and report back what you find, will you?”

Mercer, a renowned stream singer, was known for his good Looks and soothing voice.

The waitress, new to the job, was almost captivated by Mercer’s presence.

Blushing, she nodded eagerly and dashed off.

Meanwhile, Mercer paced outside anxiously, smoking two cigarettes before the waitress returned with news.

“A group of men is forcing a woman to drink, and they’re all somewhat intoxicated.

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Mercer’s expression darkened as he inquired, “Is the woman there alone?”

“Yes,”

A wave of concern washed over Mercer.

Discarding his cigarette, he quickly headed to the room where Nancy was.

Inside, three men were pressuring Nancy to drink, while others whispered among themselves.

“We misjudged her.

This woman is tougher than we thought.

I’m feeling the effects of the alcohol, yet she’s barely flushed.

”

“See that? She can even outdrink Alfred.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

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The man named Alfred was slumped over the table, completely unconscious.