“Either way, I'm going out to drink tonight! Either you two drink with me until we drop, or I go alone!”

The bodyguard's face darkened further, but he remained silent.

Carrie then turned her gaze to the other bodyguard, the quieter one who usually just drove when they went out.

Meeting her stare, he said coldly, “If you insist on going to the bar and something happens, any consequences are yours to bear.”

With that, he turned and walked away.

His colleague hesitated for a second before quickly following, no longer stopping Carrie from leaving.

Carrie finally successfully left the villa.

Now that she was back to being Carrie Newman, she could no longer use Mrs. Longbottom’s luxury car.

Her high heels clicked away as she walked out to the main road and hailed a taxi, instructing the driver to take her to the bar she used to frequent.

Then, she called her old clique to drink with her.

Back in the day, these hangers-on came from families far less wealthy than the Newmans. These m