Chapter 632
Jasmine quickly rushed to assist Serenity in getting up.
“I can still drink…”
Despite being supported, Serenity continued to mumble about wanting more drinks.
Seeing Serenity in her current state, Josh felt it was inappropriate to pull out his phone and record her. However, there was security footage available; he could retrieve it to show Zachary.
Zachary had married a wonderful wife, but he could do a better job of appreciating her. They frequently argued and engaged in silent battles, dragging those around them into the conflict.
“You’re drunk, Serenity. I’ll take you home.”
Jasmine stood up and said to Josh apologetically, “Serenity has had too much to drink, Mr. Buchan. I’m going to take her home now.”
“I don’t think you should drive since you’ve had something to drink as well. I didn’t drink, so I can drive you home.” Since Josh came here for Jasmine, he had avoided alcohol entirely, looking for an opportunity to get her in his car.
“Thank you, Mr. Buchan, but we won’t need your help. My brother is here to drive us home. I called him to be the responsible driver because he doesn’t drink—he has alcohol intolerance.”
Josh was left speechless.
He had come all this way, believing he would have the chance to take Jasmine home and win her favor.
Josh had meticulously planned everything but failed to foresee that Drake had alcohol intolerance. He hadn’t expected Drake to be the designated driver for the inebriated girls.
He glanced at the time. Zachary had flown in on a private plane and must be arriving soon.
“Let’s go home, Serenity.”
Jasmine helped Serenity to her feet.
Serenity kept mumbling, “I can still drink… I’m not drunk… The alcohol… must be fake…”
Josh was at a loss for words.
There was no way his brother’s bar sold fake alcohol.
alcohol.
No one would dare confront Serenity for saying that out loud. Neon Nights would not tolerate anyone—except Serenity—claiming their alcohol was fake.
“You’re drunk. If you have any more, you won’t be able to wake up in the morning. Liberty will give you a serious talking-to.”
Jasmine helped Serenity to the exit while instructing her brother to cover the bill.
Josh blurted, “My treat, Ms. Sox.”
“We’re fine.”
Jasmine declined his offer, giving her brother a look that urged him to settle the bill before Josh could.
Drake rushed to pay the tab.
Josh didn’t contest the check. Instead, he focused on the drawing on the table, picked it up, and followed Jasmine out of the bar.
After paying, Drake quickly exited as well.
“Serenity!”
A husky yet heartbroken voice called out.
Before Jasmine realized it, Serenity’s weight was lifted from her hands and taken over by a pair of strong arms.
She stared at Zachary in disbelief.
Serenity had mentioned that Zachary was on a business trip yesterday and would be gone for several days, maybe even weeks. Yet, he was back home before New Year’s.
Why was Zachary here now?
Seeing the intoxicated girl in his arms, Zachary felt his heart shatter into a million pieces.
“I can still drink… Zachary… slimeball… ball…”
Serenity attempted to call Zachary a slimeball, but the alcohol had slurred her speech.
Feeling empathetic, Zachary lifted her up and turned toward a sedan. The driver sat behind the wheel.
It was a bodyguard’s vehicle.
Zachary had taken an overnight flight back and had instructed Jim over the phone to wait for him at Neon Nights. Jim exited the car and opened the back door.
“Zachary.”
Josh halted him and stepped forward with determination. Clutching Serenity’s drawing in his hand, Josh remarked, “Your wife created this for you.”
He should take a moment to appreciate his wife’s artistry.
Join Our WhatsApp Channel For Fast Update Or More Novels: 