Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 998

By the time Michael realized what had happened and tried to take the wine bottle back from Barrett, most of the contents were already gone. Barrett ended up so drunk that he collapsed, unconscious. Michael couldn't get rid of him-not at all.

He cursed himself. What had possessed him to drag such a good-for-nothing back? Drinking this much-Barrett couldn't have drunk himself to death, could he?

Frustrated, Michael stormed out and brought in a bucket of cold water, ready to douse him. But when he looked at Barrett-lying there as still as a corpse, his face pale and green-he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He shook his head, calling for his servants to prepare a carriage. He would personally take Barrett back to Valor Estate.

The ride was rough. Inside the carriage, Barrett vomited wildly. Michael could smell the stench of it from outside as he drove the horses. It was like the foul water of a ditch that hadn't been cleaned in years, mixed with the scent of decay. Fuming, Michael shouted into the carriage, "Barrett, you'll pay for this damn carriage!"

It was the only carriage he had the one his wife used when she went out. He never needed it himself, and now this mess was going to get him into so much trouble with her. He cursed under his breath.

One should really avoid being too nice, and never be too curious.

When the carriage finally arrived at Valor Estate, Michael jumped out, red-faced and fuming. He called for the Warren family servants.

"Get your precious master inside. I can't deal with him."

the carriage door was opened, the stench hit him like a brick. It

younger brother was curled up in the carriage, lying in a mess of vomit and spilled wine. The stench was unbearable, the mixture of smells almost making his eyes sting with pain. Benjamin was furious. He quickly ordered the servants to

You can ask him yourself. I'm going

Mr. Brown. I'm

Michael returned home, he couldn't avoid the long lecture from

you brought home. When you see someone like him, you

at how

to get involved with someone like him? Of all the people, you had to choose that heartless man, someone

came to Barrett, she spared no criticism. The

say a word the

He just worked with

hauling bucket after bucket of water. The spring air was

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would dry. Even

the smell would linger.

atmosphere was no better at Valor