Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1450

Chapter 1450 Had One Too Many

"Given the recent flurry of activity at the base and the rapid progress we've made, I propose we give everyone a well-deserved break this weekend," Chloe suggested, shaking her head slightly.

The team's high motivation had expedited progress, resulting in several significant breakthroughs. That would undoubtedly free up time for other tasks in the future. Once the new recruits arrived, the pace would further accelerate.

Nicole nodded, affirming Chloe's proposal. "Alright, you handle it as you see fit. I have no objections," she said, expressing her full confidence in Chloe's managerial decisions.

She had reviewed the reports and found them impressive. Allowing everyone some downtime was indeed a wise suggestion. Balancing work and rest was crucial.

"Alright, I'll inform everyone tomorrow," Chloe replied with a smile. It had been a while since they had a regular break following the last crisis. This rest would undoubtedly rejuvenate the team's spirits.

Nicole watched Chloe's expression, relieved to see her smile return, and resumed her meal.

Wendy yawned and rose from her bed. To gather useful information for Nicole over the past couple of days, she had been aligning her routine with Colton's, which was grueling, with only three hours of sleep. His relentless pace also affected Beryl, who was often dragged along.

Whenever they were together, information flowed ceaselessly, and Wendy found herself compelled to listen.

She sighed quietly. The past couple of days had been critical, and both Colton and Beryl had finally gotten some sleep, allowing her to do the same.

Ding.

Wendy ruffled her disheveled hair and picked up her phone. It was a message from Beryl.

'Get up and come to my room.'

Despite her confusion, Wendy knew Beryl must have a reason for summoning her. She freshened up and headed to Beryl's room.

"You're here. Come in," Beryl greeted her at the door plainly.

"Yeah, what's up?" Wendy nodded, walking past Beryl to find Colton sprawled on the bed.

"My brother…" She pointed at Colton, her nose wrinkling at the strong smell of alcohol.

"He had one too many," Beryl admitted, looking at Colton with a hint of exasperation. He had intended to share a few drinks with Colton, but he had gotten drunk quickly. His tolerance for alcohol seemed to be diminishing.
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