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!”

impaired by alcohol. Surveying the scene, she concluded that getting their respective assistants to take them home was the best course of action. She immediately contacted Ronald, Brian’s assistant, who

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

shook him gently at first, then with more insistence, but he remained unresponsive, his heavy breathing a testament to how deeply the alcohol

viable alternatives, Jeffrey suggested, “Rachel, since he’s your friend, perhaps we could let him stay

She and Andres weren’t particularly close,

measured. “He’s a key business associate. Jeffrey, could you sleep in the

have my room. I’ll be

Rachel replied, her voice

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ

a reassuring smile.

proved far more challenging than expected. Andres was much heavier than anticipated in his drunken

there, unsure of what to do

arriving to take care of Brian. He immediately assured Rachel,