“Avy!” Tyler widened his eyes as he quickly held onto the stumbling Avery. “What are you doing?” he fumed in a low voice.
This woman would rather smash a bottle on herself than apologize. Her stubbornness was really beyond anyone’s expectations!
Avery leaned against her brother’s embrace and took a few breaths. Then, she looked at Lewis and said, “Is that enough? If you’re not satisfied, I can do it again.”
As she was about to pick up another bottle, Tyler stopped her.
He, too, became angry. He looked at Lewis with fury in his eyes and said, “Lewis, we’ve known each other for almost 30 years. Are you sure you want to turn tonight into an irrecoverable mess?”
That was what Josephine saw the moment she came in.
She hurriedly ran to Avery. When she saw the blood on her forehead, it filled her heart with guilt. Tears began swirling in her eyes.
Avery caught sight of her and asked weakly, “Why are you here?”
Lewis also frowned and questioned, “Who allowed you to come?”
“I…I was the one who called her,” Fred stuttered in the corner.
Josephine turned to look at Lewis and Sierra sitting side by side like a match made in heaven.
She then strutted quickly toward Sierra.
Sierra clung tightly to Lewis’ arm. Perhaps she was afraid, or perhaps she was trying to assert ownership.
Lewis frowned, his gaze following Josephine’s movements.
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