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.'

knew the difference

sadness, not anger, that

his head, clearly puzzled, "I'm not sure how to even

anything you remember," Keaton

all began with Elijah, no wait, it actually starts with Ms. Thorne..."

talked about Elijah wanting to call Elysia 'mom,' the argument fueled by Elijah's split personality with Tarquin, and

collapsing and being rushed to the hospital, waking up to slap Tarquin, and Tarquin being sedated and stripped by Elysia... And before coming to the bar, Tarquin cornering Elysia

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

then asked, "Elijah's mother wasn't

head, "I

Elijah's mother could've hit Tarquin this hard." "But I

in the gazebo, were

worked up about it!" Keaton glanced at the drunken Tarquin and countered, "Elijah

doesn't want his own

as clueless, man. Elijah's just as hard to read as

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