A recent incident which had caused Tyrone sleepless nights surfaced in his mind, prompting him to continuously drown his sorrows in alcohol.

Rolf was at a loss for words.

Apparently, Tyrone had summoned him for company, so he wouldn’t have to drown his sorrows alone.

Observing Tyrone, who had been drinking heavily and appeared unstoppable, Rolf deliberated before dialing Sabrina’s number.

At that moment, Sabrina was awaiting her flight to Violetness in the lounge of Oslo Airport.

Recognizing the caller ID, she glanced at Bettie and Aylin, rose, and strolled to a more private area to take the call.

“Yes, Rolf? What’s the matter?”

“Tyrone is drunk.”

heart flutter.

should his drinking concern

the hospital and is on medication. He can’t

expect me to convince him? If he’s not listening to you, I doubt he’d Listen

to save

critical, it could be bad for his

momentarily before responding, “Fine, put him

“Sure.”

down another glass of alcohol.

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