“Don’t drink that much… Oh, Elspeth, you really don’t have to drink that much!”
She wished fervently that she could drink herself silly; that way, she wouldn’t have to think about what just happened.
At the sight of her wasting herself away in this manner, Harper felt as terrible as she did and began to criticize Callum just as fervently.
“I’m telling you, Callum really is cold-blooded. If it won’t work out with him, we’ll ditch him and find someone else. You aren’t married anyway, so changing your partner won’t even hurt you!”
Before he was done criticizing, he felt a pinch on his arm. “Ouch!”
“Don’t badmouth him!”
As Elspeth looked at Harper, her eyes were exceptionally fierce, but her face was flushed from the alcohol, giving her a trace of daintiness.
“All right, all right, I won’t interfere, but you have to remember that if that man lets you down, I’ll destroy his entire company.”
Harper had always thought of Elspeth as his own sister. Although he usually acted playful before her, he would definitely be the first one to take matters into his own hands if something happened to her.
“Callum… He’s just a fool. I know he’s having a hard time, but why won’t he tell me? Say, isn’t Callum a fool?”
Elspeth was drunk, and her words were weak and disjointed, but her mouth never stopped talking about Callum.
Harper rolled his eyes and conceded, “Yes, yes, you’re a fool, and he’s an idiot.”
However, none of his words entered Elspeth’s ears. As she looked at him in a daze, his features slowly overlapped with Callum’s. The next second, she pounced on him with a grin, demanding, “Callum, tell me, do you like me or not?”
Harper’s eyes widened, but Elspeth was too strong. He was afraid to push her away, which led him to remain frozen in place instead.
“Okay, okay, I like you! Now, hurry up and let me go!”
As if Elspeth only heard the words ‘I like you,’ she leaned down and homed in on Harper’s lips to kiss him. A second later, someone seized her from the back by her collar and lifted her. With hazy eyes, she turned around and immediately saw a cold yet fuming Callum.
“Huh? Callum?”
He didn’t say anything to her and only looked at the befuddled Harper and lowered his eyes. “I’m taking her home.”
Although Harper was not a fan of Callum for the time being, leaving Elspeth to continue drinking here was not an option either, so he nodded and allowed him to take her away. After all, he was Elspeth’s boyfriend, so it shouldn’t be much of a problem.
After hoisting Elspeth to his car, he tossed her into the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt but did not start the car immediately.
At that moment, she had sobered up for the most part. She looked at Callum’s glum face and asked in surprise, “What’s this about?”
“You kissed him?” The tone of his voice quirked upward like his eyebrows.
“Kissed who?”
Callum leaned forward and said, “Elspeth, I know you’re not drunk.”
As Elspeth had drank with him in the past, he was aware of her alcohol tolerance. Besides, the spot where Elspeth sat allowed him to see everything clearly, and he knew that she wasn’t anywhere near being tipsy enough to be unable to tell who was who.
Elspeth smiled, her eyes immediately becoming awake again. “You’re quite smart.”
Holding his anger back, Callum asked in a calm voice, “Why did you do that?”
As if she had been greatly wronged, Elspeth pouted and retorted, “Would you have come over if I didn’t do that?”
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