Chapter 229

• Frank Holt took off his coat, which was tainted with the cold air outside, and hung it on the side. Then he embraced Tamara Randall and said lightly, "Harold Brandt called me to go to the bar for a drink."
• Tamara Randall narrowed her eyes immediately. Harold Brandt actually took this Frank Holt to the bar for a drink? Just wait until I see him next time, I'll teach him a lesson.
• "You didn't drink much, did you?" Tamara Randall smelled a faint scent of alcohol on Frank Holt's body and asked with some concern.