Chapter 340

"Achoo-"

Tarquin was in the middle of sipping his whiskey when he suddenly sneezed.

Keaton, with a teasing glint in his playful eyes, quipped, "Sounds like someone's talking trash about you."

Tarquin ignored him, didn't even spare him a glance, and continued to drink.

He kept pouring himself drink after drink until he was flat out drunk.

Slumped against the couch, he closed his eyes and yanked at his tie, looking downright miserable.

"Tarquin," Keaton called out to him several times to no response.

Once it was clear he was out cold, Keaton turned to Lowell and asked, "What in the world happened today? Why's he so down in the dumps?"

Keaton chose his words carefully, saying 'down in the dumps,' not 'mad.'

long enough, Keaton knew the difference

it was sadness, not

clearly puzzled, "I'm

anything you

wait, it actually starts with Ms. Thorne..."

by Elijah's split personality with Tarquin, and Tarquin wanting to meet Elysia's kids, which led to Elysia getting

and Tarquin being sedated and stripped by Elysia... And before coming to the bar, Tarquin cornering Elysia and dragging

what they talked about privately, I have no clue. All I know is after Ms. Thorne left, Tarquin was alone at the gazebo

with a thoughtful look, listened quietly and then asked,

head,

topic of Elijah's mother could've hit Tarquin

with Elysia in the gazebo,

with Ms. Thorne? And to get so worked up

his own

sighed in exasperation, "I'm just as clueless, man. Elijah's just as hard to read as

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