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!”

she concluded that getting their respective assistants to take them home was the best course of action. She immediately

lay with Andres. Rachel was at an impasse because she lacked his assistant’s contact information and deemed it

she stood there, uncertain of her next step. After a brief pause, she resolved to try rousing Andres. She shook him gently at first, then with more insistence, but he remained unresponsive, his heavy breathing a testament to how deeply the alcohol had claimed

your friend, perhaps

and Andres weren’t particularly

stay,” Rachel said, her tone measured. “He’s a key business associate. Jeffrey, could you sleep in

course,” Jeffrey responded without missing a beat. “He can have my room. I’ll

replied, her voice warm

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ

offered a reassuring smile. “Don’t

move Andres to Jeffrey’s room. However, the task proved far more challenging than expected. Andres was much heavier than anticipated in his drunken state, making it nearly impossible for them

what to do next, the sound

Ronald, arriving to take care of Brian. He immediately assured Rachel, “Trust me, I’ll ensure that Mr.