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.'

the difference

was sadness, not

scratched his head, clearly puzzled, "I'm not sure

out, anything you remember," Keaton

Elijah, no wait, it actually starts with Ms. Thorne..." Lowell recounted the day's events to Keaton in one

Elijah wanting to call Elysia 'mom,' the argument fueled by Elijah's split personality with Tarquin, and Tarquin wanting to meet Elysia's kids, which led to

Tarquin being sedated and stripped by Elysia...

pretty much it. But what they talked about privately, I have no clue. All I know is after Ms. Thorne

with a thoughtful look, listened quietly and then

shook his head,

the topic of Elijah's mother could've hit Tarquin this hard." "But I didn't catch Tarquin bringing her

weren't there for his chat with Elysia in the gazebo, were

worked up about it!" Keaton glanced at the drunken

his own

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

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