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.

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she hung up the

guy on the other end sent

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

there wasn't a hint of messiness about him. His pained expression was

holding the phone nudged Brandon's

response, as if trying to endure

like this," the waiter's voice came through, laced with concern.

got to her feet without thinking, "Where's

keys from the entryway

If anything seems off, call an ambulance

"Will do."

conversation ended

and headed to the address the

anxiety

have had one

"Huh?"

check if he'd

gave him the address, "Just go

"Ah? Oh, alright."

Sophia hung up.

restaurant before Kent, and the waiter was already waiting for her

"You're Ms. Yearwood, right?"

politely as she

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