Nevaeh Huck froze, her eyes widening. He was drunk? His body had just recovered, how could he have gone on a drinking spree?
Feeling a mix of annoyance and concern, she muttered, "I'll call his assistant."
"His assistant is also drunk and has already been taken home. Are you coming or not? If not, we're closing up," came the reply.
Nevaeh sighed, realizing she had no choice. She couldn't just leave him in this state. "I'm on my way. Please give me the address."
Finlay Bowen's smirk carried a trace of triumph. "East Town Street Hot Pot."
She was surprised, Cassius had gone there. She quickly replied, "I'll be there soon."
When Nevaeh arrived at the hot pot restaurant, she found him alone in the private room, slumped over the table, clearly inebriated.
"Cassius… Cassius Bennett!" she nudged his arm, but there was no response.
With no other option, she had to get him home.
Cassius was tall and heavy, while Nevaeh was small and slender.
