THE BAR, ITALY***

Mrs Beatrice Walton sat at a corner in the bar as she drank herself to stupor.

This will be the eight bottle of Alcohol she was having for today

She had left the mansion without her guard and came right her to drink

At least to forget about her lost daughter for a while. In the same bar was Richmond. He was drinking, smoking and kissing the two prostitutes that was beside him

They flirt with him and laughed out. One grabbed his d**k and Richmond moaned naughtily. He looked up and his eyes might with Beatrice seating at a corner in the bar. Mere seeing her,...