Meeting Rory’s gaze, Devin didn’t smile as he usually did. His eyes were filled with coldness. “Let’s take this outside.”
He had wanted to teach Rory a lesson for a long time now.
Rory sneered. “Okay. Where?”
He hadn’t vented his anger all day.
Alcohol made people reckless. He had wanted to pour out his bitterness to Aiken, but his words only made Rory more frustrated.
Now that he bumped into Devin, Rory didn’t want to hold his anger in anymore.
“Come with me.”
Devin shot Rory a cold glance, snorted, and then got in his car.
Aiken turned to look at Rory and asked, “Rory, you must be joking, right?”
They were both grown men. Mature adults were supposed to be capable of solving problems without resorting to violence.
If the two of them fought, Aiken wondered if he should try to stop them or cheer them up.
Rory didn’t want to waste his breath on Aiken anymore. He dragged him to his car and barked, “Start the car and follow him!”
Aiken couldn’t help but chuckle. “It’s good you still remember that you drank! How responsible of you!”
Without hesitation, Rory kicked Aiken in the stomach. Caught off guard, Aiken almost fell to the ground. After steadying himself, he gritted his teeth and glared at Rory for a while. Finally, he threw up his hands in defeat and said, “Forget it. I owe you one anyway.”
Given how late in the night it was, there was no other place open except late-night food stalls, bars, and clubs.
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