Chapter 668

They wanted to say something, to intervene, but they couldn't muster the courage.

They wanted to join him in his drinking spree, but the fear held them back.

The whole vibe in the private room was exceptionally somber. They were simultaneously sympathetic, curious, and frightened.

Just what had gotten into Tarquin tonight?

He had been the one to set up this whole gathering today. Earlier in the day, everyone had been teasing him about that 'three-minute make-out session' with Elysia.

But as the day wore on and his mood took a nosedive, everyone tiptoed around him, carefully spending the day at his side.

During the day, he was just moody and sullen, but stable, silently playing cards while everyone else just went along with it.

But as night fell, he began to drink like a man on a mission, which terrified everyone.

Seeing Keaton walk in, Booker quickly leaned in to whisper, "Any luck? Did you get ahold of her?"

"Yeah, just wait," Keaton said.

state, it seemed only Elysia's presence might calm the

later, Elysia rushed in, out of breath and

seeing her, lit up as if he'd seen a savior, quickly getting

wealthy young men in the room turned their gazes towards her, stunningly taken

of beautiful women, even those of natural

someone of Elysia's caliber was rare even

a white cropped puffer jacket, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her face

allure to her, something about her aura that was unique and captivating! They had wondered what

had their answer. Her

them a glance, her

looking at her; he was busy pouring himself another

afar, Elysia could almost

now with the top two buttons undone, lounging back in his

the sight; something

she rushed over, snatching

up with a dark

before him, his expression shifted from surprise

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