Richard glanced sideways at Ashley, noticing her bloodshot eyes and the strong smell of alcohol emanating from her. How much had this woman drunk in such a short time?
With a face as dark as thunder, Richard tried to shake Ashley off, but she clung to his arm as if it were a lifeline.
A beam of light fell on Ashley's face, and Richard couldn't help but wonder. Her skin, visible above the mask, was smooth and fair like snow. What did the rest of her face look like to scare people so much?
He felt utterly humiliated by this woman.
"Stand up straight and keep your distance," Richard said with disdain.
"Ugh."
Ashley felt a wave of nausea rise to her throat, almost making her vomit.
Suppressing his anger, Richard tried to push the woman clinging to his arm away, but she wouldn't budge.
Pablo and Jacob exchanged glances, their eyes wide with disbelief at the scene unfolding before them.
