" Sir?" The staff stopped him as Samuel was about to enter the private room. She had a worried face while looking at him.
" Is something wrong? Did something happen when I was away?" Samuel feared that bastard Clark had returned to harass them when he was away. He scanned his surroundings and found that he was not in the club, meaning he had already left.
" No sir, it's just. Your shirt?" She motioned toward his chest. He saw a huge wet spot running all over his shirt. It was probably due to Avery's ugly crying on his chest.
" Ah, this. I seemed to have an accident because my hands were shaking because I was intoxicated. Do you have anything that I could change into?" He said with a straight face. She could tell he was not drunk even a bit, but she still accepted his explanation.
