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.

to video

said as she hung

on the other end sent

the table, his brows knitted in discomfort. He still wore his black suit from the evening, and an array of empty bottles littered the

His pained expression was there, yet his features remained cool and collected, not betraying the slightest

holding the phone

in pain, giving no response, as if

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

to her feet without thinking, "Where's

the entryway and headed

me. If anything seems off, call

"Will do."

conversation ended with those

headed to the

was a mix of anxiety and confusion the whole

Kent, "Kent, Mr. Crawley seems to have had one too many.

"Huh?"

first reaction was to check if

address, "Just go check on him, will

"Ah? Oh, alright."

Sophia hung up.

restaurant before Kent, and the

"You're Ms. Yearwood, right?"

asked politely as she

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