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Chapter 8 Call Her Angie

Chapter 8 Call Her Angie

Keith tried to restrain himself as much as possible. His fingers were slightly bent as he knocked on the closed cubicle door. "Miss Jefferson."

He called out three times, but there was no response from inside.

Keith stopped his knocking for a moment as if he had thought of something, and then he lowered his voice.

Then, it became the voice that she loved when he had been chatting with her over the phone over the days.

He no longer chatted with her online with that voice. Now, there was only a door between them.

Keith's voice was low and husky, as if it had a magical power to soothe.

Just like that, he called out, "Angie."

It was the nickname of Angelina.

Keith had been calling her Angie on the phone.

Angelina, who was leaning against the cold door, had been half-conscious for a long time, but upon hearing her nickname, she seemed to regain her senses.

She wondered, "Angie? Is that Might Keith's voice? Is Might Keith calling me?"

She gave a wry smile and thought, "Alas! Why am I still having hallucinations? Might Keith couldn't possibly be in the women's restroom. I'm feeling so unwell now. Why hadn't Janet come yet?"

The floor was too cold. Angelina leaned against the door and tried to stand up, but she was too weak to do that.

Hearing the sound from the cubicle, Keith called out softly, "Angie?"

Afraid that she might mistake him for Mr. Chanderson's subordinate, Keith tried to lower his voice as much as possible, as if to soothe her. "Good girl! Open the door."

Angelina's cheeks flushed, adding much charm to her.

She wondered, "Why does Might Keith's voice keep echoing in my ears? Has he jumped out of the phone?"

Although she knew this idea was absurd, she still stood up against the door and, inexplicably, opened the cubicle door.

The cold lock eased some of the discomforts in her body.

The moment the lock chilled her fingertips, Angelina even felt as if an electric current were passing through her body.

With a click, the door was opened from the inside.

Keith leaned to the side, giving her space to walk out.

However, Angelina's legs went weak and she couldn't stand steady at all.

There was a small step in front of her, but she missed it and fell straight to the ground.

Angelina let out a soft cry and instinctively closed her eyes.

However, the expected pain didn't come. Instead, she fell into a cool embrace.

After the accident, she felt dizzy and her face was hot.

Angelina clung to Keith, feeling weak all over.

At this moment, she had completely lost self-awareness. She only knew that being held was comfortable, and she loved this cool embrace.

The nice cooling sensation Keith brought her even made her ignore the pain in her twisted ankle.

It felt comfortable to be embraced, and she wanted to be held in his arms.

Keith's body was tense, as he allowed the girl to cling to him and snuggle into his arms.

Her eyelashes were long. She looked up at him with confusion, her eyes extremely clear.

She was like an innocent girl who knew nothing of the world, but she also exuded an irresistible charm.

She was truly a seductive stunner.

Keith held her with one hand and took off his suit jacket with the other.

Angelina was an actress in the entertainment industry. If someone with bad intentions saw her going out of Night Siren in this state, there would surely be a lot of negative news about her, and she would have no way to explain.

"No, I don't want it. I feel hot." Her tone was soft and sweet, and her words were slightly slurred.

Keith held her in his arms, and his breath quickened. "Hot?"

Angelina nodded, snuggling into his arms. It seemed as if she was seeking a source of water and looking for a cool place to relieve herself.

"All right. Don't move around. I'll take you out. Cover yourself with my suit jacket!"

The oversized suit jacket covered most of Angelina.

But she struggled and tried to not only take off Keith's suit jacket but also her own.

Keith had no choice but to slightly bend down, wrap his arm around her bent legs, and picked her up.

"Wow! So tall!"

Angelina became even more dizzy and leaned limply against Keith.

The charming woman buried her head in his arms and murmured, "You're really tall. Why can you be so tall?"

Keith chuckled softly. "Don't like tall guys?"

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But compared to Keith, who was nearly 75 inches tall, she still looked very petite.

Angelina had completely lost her mind at this point and couldn't get what Keith was saying.

She felt too dizzy to understand anything.

In the end, she slurred something.

Keith didn't hear her and just made a soft "Huh?"

Angelina started trying to take off his suit jacket again. "It's hot."

Keith held her tight and covered her head with the suit jacket before going out of the restroom.

Outside, Jackson had just finished a call and the security staff had already locked Ivan's private room.

Seeing Keith come out, Jackson quickly asked, "Is Miss Jefferson all right?"

Niles also rushed over in a hurry. "Mr. Fuller, I've contacted Dr. Sullen, and the car is waiting outside."

Keith gave a nod and then looked at Jackson.

Jackson explained, "Well, don't worry. Those people are all locked in the private room now. You can decide how to deal with them when you have time."

Keith's tone was a bit cold. "Have someone lock their room as well as the restroom in it."

Keith was fighting fire with fire.

He was truly the famous Mr. Fuller.

Jackson gave Keith a thumbs up in his head.

Ivan and his friends had ordered quite a lot of alcohol in the private room, and if the restroom door were to be locked as well, they would definitely suffer a lot.

Keith left Night Siren with Angelina in his arms.

He was tall, and he held the girl covered by his suit jacket in his arms, which made Angelina, who was already feeling hot, even more uncomfortable.

She struggled a few times but failed to get rid of the suit jacket.

Then, she paused for a moment. It seemed like she gave up, but in reality, she was running her hands on Keith's body.

Keith's shirt collar and tie had originally been neat, with hardly any wrinkles visible.

Angelina undid the buttons on his shirt one by one as if she would be able to flee as long as she unbuttoned all of them.

Keith couldn't free his hands to stop her, so he had to lower his voice and said, "Be good, and stop unbuttoning them!"

His charming voice was soft and coaxing, sounding so tempting.

Angelina couldn't help but fall for this voice. Her heart fluttered, and she was unable to control herself.

She put her fingers on his buttons. Because she had unbuttoned several of them, she would accidentally touch his chest.

Keith was tense all over, and he was even restraining his breathing. "She's really taking risks," he thought to himself.

For the first time in his life, he felt that the entrance of Night Siren's lobby was so far away, so far that he found it agonizing to take every step.

Finally, they reached the door, and the waiter opened it for them.

Suddenly, Angelina wrapped her arms around Keith's neck, clinging to him.