Life After Divorce: The Rise Of Elijah Crawford

Chapter 117

Nathan Luxe's eyes became blurry, and his gait shaky. That was when he realized he had drank way past his limit. He felt himself spinning, even if subconsciously he was aware he was standing in one position. People down below looked like ants clustered together. His nose wrinkled in disgust. Everyone seemed to have forgotten there was an infectious disease spreading around. Perhaps, it was the plan of the Carter's.

If there was a mass infection, including the elites, the empire could further enrich itself. But he couldn't let that happen. He had worked for so long to preserve the legacy his father left him. He had gone further to compete with the likes of the Carters, whose empire had been around longer than his.

There was no way he would sit and watch them continue to progress by stealing his clients. He swayed back and forth, his infinite glass for the night, swinging loosely around his hands.

"Thief. Bloody thief!" His words came out slurry, incoherent.

He didn't care what Coli