Seeing how much she was endlessly drinking, the hazel eyes became on high alert. How could she recklessly drink without restraint in a place like this? The owner of the hazel eyes was no other than Trevor himself, it was a coincidence that he met her in this bar. What could she be doing here? What brought her here in the first place?
Without needing anyone to tell him, he knew this place would not be safe for her especially when in her condition, he could already tell she was drunk from where he sat.
Trevor was about to stand up on his feet and walk to her table, he wanted to take her out of here but he was distracted by a woman who wore almost nothing to cover her body. She blocked his view and was trying to get his attention, even when he sent a cold piercing glare to her direction, she did not move away, instead, she tried coming closer to him.
