Ralph's face turned bleak when he opened the door.
The house was filled with the smell of alcohol.
The bottles of alcohol that he had been keeping around for many years were all over the long narrow table. They were all worth at least a couple of million each.
And they were now all empty.
A woman lay lazily on the sofa and was
criticizing a man with her face all flushed in anger. At times she would mention the name "Ralph Chapman".
it was messy.
There was a hint of displeasure on Ralph's frigid face.
She finally showed her true self now that she had officially married him, huh?
Lottie hiccupped and turned her head around as
she heard noises coming from the door.
"Who are you?"
She was so drunk and all messed up. She squinted at Ralph who walked into the house.
She then walked up to him.
She could only know it was a man. The man has a high nose bridge, thin lips, and nicely shaped brows. He was a handsome man.
Not like the rude man from the blind date she went.
