"Where are you taking me?"
In a daze, Lily Turner only felt someone helping her into a car. Her head was spinning, and everything in front of her seemed to be double, "Why do you have two heads?"
She reached out to touch the two heads swaying in front of her, but as soon as she raised her hand, it was caught by a large hand.
"Why are you grabbing my hand, let me go!"
Lily was already slightly slurring her words, and it was as if she was surrounded by fog; everything was unclear.
"Don't move around. If you keep moving, I'll throw you out of the car."
Easton Holmes spoke harsh words, but his actions were gentle. He pushed Lily further into the car, making space before ducking in himself.
Seemingly truly frightened, Lily clutched Easton's arm tightly and said with a thick tongue, "I won't move, just don't throw me out of the car."
"Okay!"
Easton glanced at the drunken woman, reached out to guide her head onto his shoulder, "Close your eyes!"
"Oh!"
At this moment, Lily was like an obedient child and really closed her eyes quietly.
In the front seat, Luke Crowe, apart from being puzzled, was shocked. Before he could recover from his shock, he heard Easton from the back seat say, "To the View Garden!"
Hearing the command, Luke immediately put away his doubts and shock, started the engine, and drove away from the bar, quickly heading to the destination.
After more than half an hour of speeding, the car steadily stopped below the apartment building.
At this time, Lily was sleeping soundly on Easton's shoulder, showing no sign of waking, and he had no intention of waking her. He cradled her sleeping form and got out of the car.
"Boss!"
Luke wanted to tactfully disappear but didn't have the courage, and he couldn't bring himself to ask directly.
"You can go back!"
Easton dropped this line, carried Lily into the apartment building, and the whole time he didn't even glance at Luke, heading straight into the elevator with her.
Her cheeks, rosy and alluring, her long, curled eyelashes, beautiful and captivating, her delicate nose, charming and petite, her rosy lips exuding a lustrous gloss, utterly mesmerizing.
Easton's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily as he took a deep breath, turned his gaze to the elevator doors, and did his best to avoid looking at the woman in his arms.
Ding!
The elevator quickly delivered the two of them to the twenty-eighth floor.
As the elevator doors opened, Easton, carrying Lily, stepped out immediately. Moving a bit hastily, he accidentally bumped her foot against the elevator door.
"Henry! What happened?"
The sudden jolt woke Lily from her slumber. She opened her eyes, still in a haze, and mistook Easton for Henry Thompson.
Upon hearing this, Easton's face instantly darkened. He glanced coolly at the woman in his arms and set her down abruptly, supporting her with one hand while using the other to punch in the door code.
"Henry! Are you mad at me?"
Lily stared intently at the man beside her, whose expression was unpleasant. In her drunken mind, she thought: Henry must be mad because she drank, "Henry! I won't drink again in the future, I promise, you mmh..."
Easton suddenly lowered his head and kissed the rambling woman.