Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 388:

Their positions were oddly comical.

Andres was slumped over the table, his arm tucked under his head, face hidden, yet still carrying an air of elegance, as if even in sleep, he refused to look disheveled.

Brian, on the other hand, lay sprawled on the sofa, his face flushed from the alcohol. His posture was decent but far more relaxed compared to Andres.

Seeing the state they were in, Jeffrey wasted no time and rushed to wake Rachel.

She had only planned to lie down for a moment, but exhaustion had taken over, and she had dozed off.

“Rachel, wake up! Brian and Andres are completely out of it. You need to see this!”

Surveying the scene, she concluded that getting their respective assistants to take them

however, lay with Andres. Rachel was at an impasse because she lacked his assistant’s contact information and deemed it inappropriate to search his phone, which

she resolved to try rousing Andres. She shook him gently at first, then with more insistence, but he remained unresponsive,

since he’s your friend, perhaps we could

furrowing slightly. She and Andres weren’t particularly close, but with

“He’s a key

without missing a beat. “He can have my room. I’ll be fine out here for the

you,” Rachel replied, her voice warm with

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ

a reassuring

to Jeffrey’s room. However, the task proved far more challenging than expected. Andres was much heavier

to do next, the sound of

of Brian. He immediately assured Rachel, “Trust me, I’ll