Eva Miller heard Asher Land’s question and quickly gave him her home address.
"Help me keep an eye on her, don’t let her drink anymore, I’m on my way."
"Okay, President Land, please hurry up, I, I really can’t control her much longer," Eva Miller’s voice sounded anxious.
Asher Land hung up the phone, quickly backed his car out of the garage, and drove towards Eva Miller’s home.
"Oh no, Sophie Smith, stop drinking, when President Land gets here and sees you , how am I going to explain to him?"
But at that moment, Sophie Smith couldn’t hear Eva Miller’s words at all. It seemed drunken people have extraordinary strength; she pushed Eva aside and opened another bottle.
There were many bottles scattered around her, the strong smell of alcohol spread out, and Eva quickly ran to open the window for ventilation.
About thirty minutes later, Eva Miller heard a knock on the door, and like finding a savior, she rushed to open it.
Eva Miller hadn’t finished speaking when Asher Land burst into the house.
Sophie Smith was sitting on the cold floor, half-leaning against the sofa, holding a bottle of wine, mumbling to herself.
He frowned in displeasure, just about to pick her up when she kicked at him.
"Sophie Smith, do you have a lot of nerve now?"
Eva Miller stood to the side, a little scared, it looked like these two were about to fight.
She just wanted Sophie Smith to sober up quickly, otherwise, she might act out in a drunken stupor and do something disrespectful to Asher Land...
It’s known that a girl being drunk is a very unseemly thing, especially as she needs to maintain a good image in front of Asher Land.
Asher Land snatched the bottle from her hand and tossed it into the trash.
"You bastard! Why did you take my stuff?" Sophie stood up, just about to retrieve the bottle from the trash but was restrained by Asher. She got angry too, kicking and hitting him, Asher stepped on a bottle, lost his balance, and was knocked onto the sofa by Sophie.
"Ouch..." he grunted, it seemed like his wound had reopened.
She straddled his legs, probably her vision was blurry, she thought he was holding a wine bottle, so she clutched his hand tightly.
This position, well, it couldn’t be more suggestive.
With drunken, blurry eyes, Sophie looked at Asher, her heart full of grievances, she pursed her lips and started to ramble. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⸺fire.net
"Asher Land, you are an absolute bastard."
"Why did you throw away the gift I gave you? Why, when you’re unhappy, do you take it out on me..."
Looking at her , Asher also felt a surge of compassion in his heart.
Before he could fully say sorry, Sophie’s angry voice rang out once more.
"What right do you have to strip me naked and abandon me, saying we’ll stop without doing anything?"
Three black lines appeared on Eva Miller’s forehead, why, why does Sophie talk so...
Well, she couldn’t find the words.
A flicker of surprise flashed in Asher Land’s eyes, but then he regained his composure, a handsome curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.
This woman, drunk and causing a scene, looks quite adorable after all.
"Don’t be mad, we can do it now, okay?" Asher spoke to her as if coaxing a child, and with that, he cupped her face and gave her a deep kiss.
Sophie instinctively responded to him, the kiss deepening between them, performing a scene more explicit than any R-rated movie.
Eva Miller, witnessing this blush-inducing scene, felt embarrassed for them and quickly turned away.