Chapter 299
Amber stood with her hands on her hips, looking down at him from above.
“Go ahead, and curse at me one more time. I dare you,” Amber said, her tone mocking. “You’re the one begging for my help right now, Hudson.
“If you don’t want my help, I can just walk out and get everyone outside to come help you instead.”
Hudson was fuming, but he was helpless. After all, she had dirt on him.
“Hurry up already,” Amber urged. Amber took a good look and said honestly, “Wow, your butt’s really something. Even you managed to get it stuck here.”
Hudson’s face flushed bright red, both embarrassed and angry. “Amber, do you actually have a way to get me out or not? Stop talking so much crap and just help me already.”
Amber thought for a second, then said, “I’ll help you up. Just stick your butt out and ram it into the wall–shouldn’t the fish tank break then? Come on, let me help you.”
Hudson felt absolutely mortified, but he just had to go along with it.
There was a loud bang against the wall, but the fish tank didn’t even have a scratch on it.
“This thing’s way too solid. There’s no way we’re breaking it,” Amber said. After several tries, Amber flopped onto the sofa, completely out of breath.
Hudson’s whole body ached from the impact.
“Seriously, what kind of fish tank did you buy? Is this thing made of steel or something?” Amber complained.
Hudson looked miserable. “I bought it on the way here. Cost me 600 dollars.”
“No wonder,” Amber said. “If you’d gotten a cheaper one, we might’ve actually broken it. But I have another idea.”
Hudson didn’t know if it was because of Amber or what, but his mind went totally blank.
“I’ll go get a bucket of oil and slather it on you. That should help you slide out, right?” Amber suggested.
Hudson nodded. “Makes sense. Open the door and have Alex bring it over. But don’t let anyone else in, and don’t you dare tell them what’s happening, you hear me?”
“Got it,” Amber said, her mind now completely set on one thing, and that was getting Hudson’s butt out of that fish tank.
Alex looked baffled about why she needed a whole bucket of oil, but he still obediently brought it over. Amber grabbed the oil and banged the door shut behind her.
She twisted open the oil and walked over. “Hudson, here comes the oil.”
“Alright, do it,” Hudson replied.
Amber started pouring oil over his shoulders, and Hudson immediately felt some relief. He lit up with excitement. “Hey, it’s working. Add some more.”
“Sure.” Amber nodded.
She dumped the whole bucket of oil over him and stepped back. The whole room reeked of cooking oil, and it was pretty nasty. Hudson gave the fish tank a good kick and finally managed to wriggle free.
“Amber, thanks,” Hudson said.
Amber turned her head away. “Go get dressed first. If there’s nothing else, I’ll head out.”
“Alright, I’ll treat you to dinner next time,” Hudson said.
Just as Amber was about to step out, she heard a loud thud behind her. Hudson had slipped on the oil and crashed to the floor, smacking his head on the table and passing out cold.
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