Chapter 88 Drunk

• GENESIS
• I was still at the door with a shawl wrapped around me, feeling the cold eating into my bones, when Jordan’s car pulled into the compound. I waited until it stopped right in front of me and then ran to it. The guards came out and opened the back seat, and I watched as they did what they had to do to get him out. With two men holding onto him with his hands over their shoulders, he staggered out, muttering incoherent words to himself and unable to support his own weight. My heart broke into a thousand pieces as I stared at the man who stood before me, a stranger. His hair was a mess, his shirt untucked, and his tie loose. I turned to the guards beside him and glared at them.
• “You allowed him to drink this much?” I snapped, and they instantly lowered their gaze.