Kaelan said. "You and Miss Monica were so drunk you could barely stand, we tried to help you but you refused and insisted on walking on your own."
Victor added with a smirk, "Yeah, you even refused help at the front desk. Just marched up there with that steady, cold stare… except you weren't steady at all. I was ready to catch you if you fell."
Victor chuckled, the sound laced with amusement. "After everything last night, we brought you and Monica straight here in the suite. No unnecessary stops, no risk of exposure."
Rex glanced over. "And what about check-in? Room arrangements?"
Victor's lips curved into a faint, smug smile. "Don't worry about trivialities like that. The company handled it all before you even stepped out of the car." He leaned back slightly, his tone almost casual, but the undertone carried the weight of authority.
