Chapter 1197
Several people couldn't help but take another look at him.
Lucas Locke chuckled and said, "Okay, brother-in-law, we'll go eat first."
Everyone exited amidst laughter and jest.
The term 'brother-in-law' reverberated lightly in his ears, as Alexander Foster moved with a spring in his step.
When he reached the doorway, he knocked softly.
Chloe Collins, her back to him, was organizing the blueprints on her desk, she turned back at the sound.
Her expression was as pure as a child's, stating, "You've been drinking."
"Just a little." Alexander Foster slowly moved closer, casually taking off his jacket, brushing off the alcohol.
Chloe stared at the approaching man, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "Not just a little."
He had a high tolerance for alcohol, his eyes slightly hazy at the moment.
