It turned out that she was the one who had brought him home.
Liam let out a sigh of relief, but his gaze was immediately drawn to the image of Mandy hurriedly leaving.
In the video, Mandy appeared disheveled and emotional, clutching herself as she ran out of the bedroom, tears streaming down her face.
(⊙_⊙)?
Watching this unfold, Liam nearly choked on his own spit.
His eyes were wide with shock, his face a mask of disbelief.
What on earth had happened?
Had he gotten so drunk last night that he lost control?
He vehemently denied this idea in his mind.
No, it couldn't be. He wasn't that kind of person.
But the surveillance footage was right there in front of him, undeniable. He couldn't ignore it if he tried.
Liam: "......"
He realized he needed to find that girl and get to the bottom of this.
After getting up, he went through his morning routine, changed clothes, and prepared to leave.
But at the entryway, he noticed a Maybach umbrella on the cabinet.
A faint memory of a conversation at the bar's entrance flickered in his mind.
It seemed, perhaps, that he had indeed asked her to drive him home?
Liam was at a loss for words.
He had really drunk too much, enough to do something as reckless as asking a girl he barely knew, whose name he didn’t even remember, to take him home.
With a deep look at the umbrella, Liam pulled open the door.
Inside the elevator, the conversation between two middle-aged women reached his ears.
"Did you hear? Last night, a girl was nearly assaulted right at our neighborhood entrance."
"It's all over the group chat."
"Going out late at night is so dangerous for girls."
"Exactly, and who knows why that young lady was out past ten?"
Liam felt a chill run through him as he listened.
Could they be talking about the girl who drove him home?
Was she assaulted because she took him home?
The thought filled him with an overwhelming sense of guilt.
He rushed downstairs to check the security footage at the guard's office.
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