Chapter 160: My boyfriend

Emmanuel, on his left, was harmlessly flirting with a waitress to convince her to pour him a glass of wine without needing his ID. 

"Aren't you afraid that your boyfriend will accuse you of infidelity?" Santiago asked him quite amused. 

Emmanuel groaned. "Mr V, he can understand that it's harmless. Just for alcohol." It was better in his country where there were no strict laws for alcohol. 

As if on cue, Emmanuel's phone chimed. His eyes widened when he saw the caller ID. 

'Romeo.' 

"What?" Santiago asked him. 

"It's Romeo," Emmanuel whispered.

"You guys sure have telepathy," Santiago snickered. 

Picking up the call, Emmanuel said in a sickly sweet voice,"Romeo baby?!"

"Where is Mr V?" He asked straightforwardly. 

"Romeo baby, I wasn't cheating on you. Trust me. Mr V is lying---"