Chapter 181

"Hey there, is this Ms. Yearwood?"

A strange male voice came through the phone, mingled with faint background music.

Sophia frowned in confusion but responded lightly, "Speaking, who's this?"

"Some guy here's got a bit too sloshed and isn't feeling too hot. I think he was trying to call you just now. You wanna come pick him up? We're about to close up shop."

Sophia fell silent.

She glanced at her phone instinctively, making sure the call was indeed from Brandon and not some scam.

The word 'sloshed' and Brandon just didn't mix.

The Brandon she knew was all about control and discipline. Forget getting

hammered; he was a one-drink wonder at most.

She couldn't even picture a smashed Brandon.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end broke her train of thought with a polite nudge.

Sophia snapped back to reality, "What's wrong with him?"

"Seems like he's tipsy and feeling under the weather, just slumped over the table resting, won't respond when called," the voice replied with an edge of urgency.

video call, will

she

guy on the other end sent a video

saw Brandon, resting with his hand propping up his chin at the table, his brows knitted in discomfort. He still wore his black

of messiness about him. His pained expression was there, yet his features remained cool and collected, not betraying the slightest sign of

the phone nudged

winced in pain, giving no response, as if trying to endure some

waiter's voice came through, laced with concern. "Calling him

thinking, "Where's your

the entryway

for me. If anything seems off, call an ambulance straight

"Will do."

ended

and headed

mind was a mix of anxiety and confusion the whole

to have had one too many.

"Huh?"

if he'd picked

address, "Just go check on him, will

"Ah? Oh, alright."

Sophia hung up.

and the waiter was already waiting for her at

"You're Ms. Yearwood, right?"

as she rushed

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