Chapter 148 A Stubborn Maniac

Half a cigarette was clamped between Jonathan's lips. He stared at his own wrist, which had been grabbed by a beautiful woman donned in a pale blue elegant dress. Her collar was not too wide, and just ran a little lower than her collarbone. The rest of her snow-white skin had been covered up tightly. From her curves, it could be seen that she was a total babe. There was a faint smell of alcohol from her body, and her eyes, which were big and bright, were misty. She was tugging him and talking to him in a drunken state. All that wasn't important. The most crucial part was that this woman looked particularly familiar. Apart from being equipped with a tendency to gossip, Jonathan had another merit that was worthy of praise. He had a great photographic memory, and he could remember everything by only looking at it once. He squinted his eyes and sized Dorothy up. When he finally realized who she was, the corners of his lips quirked into a smug smile. Six y