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!”

room, Rachel discovered both men were significantly impaired by alcohol. Surveying the scene, she concluded that getting their respective assistants to take them home

because she lacked his assistant’s contact information and deemed

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

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

brows furrowing slightly. She and Andres weren’t particularly close, but with no better alternative

measured. “He’s a key business

have my room. I’ll be fine out

you,” Rachel replied, her voice

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ.ᴄᴏᴍ

a reassuring smile.

plan, they started preparing to 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

of what to do next, the sound of

was Ronald, arriving to take care of Brian. He immediately assured Rachel, “Trust me,