"Un, let's go home," Vernon said obediently. He lowered his head and sat still on the passenger seat like a good boy.
Chloe was relieved.
It seemed that Vernon was still guaranteed drunk because there was no way the real sober Vernon would obey her just because she kissed his forehead.
'Well, good thing he's drunk. At least I can see some part of the cute Vernon that I raised years ago,' Chloe thought.
She slammed the passenger door and circled the car to the driver's seat.
However, the moment she was about to enter the car, there was a woman who called her name, even yelling from afar;
"Miss! Miss Gray!"
Chloe frowned when the waitress accompanying Vernon in the bar rushed towards her.
The woman waved something in her hand, but Chloe couldn't determine the item.
