Rachael helped Regina lie down on the bed after carrying her home, intoxicated. The bartender called her to let her know that Regina had passed out outside the bar.
Although it was embarrassing to watch her daughter drink herself to insanity to the point where she became uncontrollable, she was compelled to take care of her daughter and drove there on her own, returning her home.
"Where should I keep them, Madam?" Benson inquired, gesturing to the bag and phone he was holding.
Rachael pulled herself out of her reverie and gestured to the table by the bed.
"Keep it there and also prepare warm water for young Miss. I will assist her in cleaning up."
"No! I don't want to go anywhere." Regina whimpered, stirring on the bed, "I am tired," then fell back asleep.
Rachael couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
She told the butler to leave the room, saying, "You can go Benson and make sure Alexander does not know about this."
