Chapter 262 My Dear

"Why she called me a scumbag is a question I can't answer; you should ask your beloved secretary, Brittany," Daniel deflected, avoiding the question. "Ask Brittany? Why?" Jessica was puzzled. "Remember that welcome dinner she organized the other day? Brittany plied me with drinks and then insisted that I drive, deliberately leading me toward where the cops were. Then, that Ava—the bitch—wanted to check if I was driving drunk." "DUI? You drove drunk and got away with it?" "Because my body is special. It's like I'm drinking water, no matter how much I drink, my body won't register a trace of alcohol. So, Ava couldn't get anything on me—not with a breathalyzer, not even with a blood test. She had no choice but to let me go." "And what does all this have to do with her calling you a scumbag?" "It all started when she was checking me for a DUI. Brittany made her misunderstand, and that’s when the bitch started calling me a scumbag. Can you believe it? Me, an honest and kind man, being