Hailey looked at him suspiciously. “Yes?”Wilson burped. A chilly breeze blew, and suddenly he felt bold enough to approach her. Hailey couldn’t help but take a step back. Wilson smelled too unpleasant.“Mrs. Stewart,” Wilson slurred. “Mrs. Stewart, I witnessed that man pressuring you to consume alcohol.”“He’s a wicked person! Don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you.”“What’s your problem?” Hailey frowned.“Thank you for your concern, but I’m fine. I can protect myself,” she said, then stepped aside and left.Unexpectedly, as she passed by Wilson, he grabbed her arm.“Mrs. Stewart, I still have something to say,” Wilson’s breath reeked of alcohol. He was so drunk that Hailey couldn’t shake him off.“Wilson, you’re drunk. Let go of me,” she said sternly.“No,” Wilson smiled. “Mrs. Stewart, don’t go. I really have something to tell you.”Hailey didn’t want to talk to a drunk. She warned him again, “Let go or I’ll call someone.” She didn’t want to make this a big issue.What was he thinking?
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