Two hours later, Adam Sinclair was already passed out from drinking.
Painfully murmuring Olivia Lewis' name.
The arrogant, cold man expressionlessly picked up the glass, poured himself another drink, and after downing it, reached for the phone tossed aside by the drunk person, found Olivia Lewis' number, and dialed it.
No answer the first time.
Patiently, he called a second time.
This time it answered.
"Second floor of Westin Club, come pick him up unless you want him to die here!" Direct and crude.
Having said that, he immediately hung up, tossed the phone back onto the drunk person.
After finishing that entire bottle of red wine, he instructed the staff beside him, "Keep an eye on him."
Then he stood up and walked away without looking back.
Scott Harris had been waiting downstairs for quite a while; seeing him come down, he immediately greeted him, "Lord."
