Outside the entrance of V Resort, both Avery's car and Alexander's luxury vehicle were parked. Alexander, ever the gentleman, asked, "Miss Carter, would you mind if I ride with you and you give me a lift?"
Avery glanced at Alexander's car, her mind filled with questions. She thought, "Mathew's car is the stuff of legend—a vehicle worth billions, rumored to be indestructible even by a truck collision. So why is he opting to ride in my car instead of his own?"
Louis, ever quick to read the room, smoothly explained, "Miss Carter, Mr. Moran had a few drinks earlier, so it's not convenient for him to drive. How about he rides with you while I take care of driving his car and escorting your family?"
Avery thought it made sense, and remembering that she'd had a little red wine herself, took a hangover pill from her bag and popped it into her mouth.
