Chapter 564

Andrew couldn’t fathom why he disagreed. Perhaps it was just the thought of Aubree getting married, and giving another man those looks she had given him. It made him feel unbearable.

Tessa’s heart sank completely. Just then, Andrew’s phone started ringing. She beat him to it, noticing that the caller was Aubree.

What a dramatic scene it was. One woman with whom he’d shared passionate nights; the other, someone he’d promised to look after for life. On this strange night, they were suddenly brought together.

Tessa hit the answer button, and a strange man’s voice came through. “Hello, is this Aubree’s brother?

She’s had a bit too much to drink. Could you come pick her up?”

In this A sneer crossed Tessa’s eyes. “Why don’t you send the address to another friend on her phone, named Brielle? She’ll come get her.”

“Alright, I won’t disturb you further.”

After ending the call, Tessa managed a smile, holding her emotions in check. “Aubree’s plastered.

You’re not thinking of going now, are you? I’ve already had the bartender contact Brielle. Andrew, tomorrow’s your birthday. Are you planning to stay here or go celebrate with someone else?”

Andrew’s Adam’s apple bobbed, a flicker of guilt for an inexplicable moment of hesitation. “I’LL spend it out with you to ensure you’re well. Didn’t you love that clam chowder at that restaurant? I’ll book it just for us, just the two of us.‘

Tessa breathed a sigh of relief. In the past, Andrew had only spent his birthdays with her. Maybe he didn’t really like Aubree, and that was fine. Her lips curved into a small smile. “Yeah, I knew it. You still like me best.”

Andrew didn’t speak; he just held her and gently patted her back.

When Brielle’s phone rang, she was already half–asleep, clinging tighter to Max. She heard the ring, rubbed her eyes, and saw Max taking her phone and talking to the person on the other end. “Yeah, I got it. Someone will be there to pick her up.”

After hanging up, Max met Brielle’s gaze.

“Who was that?”

“Someone from the bar is calling to say Aubree’s drunk at Tequila Sunset. Don’t worry, the staff there are responsible.”

At that, Brielle perked up. “How did she end up drunk?”

Max glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s past midnight. Today’s Andrew’s birthday, but Tessa’s been unwell lately. I guess he hasn’t been around much.”

10:55 Brielle felt a mix of annoyance and concern for Aubree, so she reluctantly got up and started dressing.

“I’m going to check on her.”

Max followed suit, and as Brielle watched him dress, warmth flooded her heart. She couldn’t resist giving him a quick kiss. “Are you driving me there? Don’t you have a meeting early in the morning?”

Patrick had mentioned before going to bed that his meetings would start at five and go until noon, dealing with a critical phase in an overseas acquisition. His schedule was about to be turned upside down.

“I can’t leave you alone.”

Brielle felt a wave of affection. How could Max be so wonderful? What kind of luck had she stumbled upon to have him in her life?

Max grabbed his jacket, put it on, and noticed her daydreaming. His brow furrowed, “Stomach still hurting?”

“No, let’s go.”

Max drove them quickly to Tequila Sunset. It had been ages since Brielle had been there. Inside, the dance floor was still crowded with young people.

Under the dim lights, Aubree was sprawled over the bar. Brielle tapped her shoulder. “Aubree?”

Aubree tooked up, bleary–eyed, and didn’t recognize her.

Brielle propped her up, glancing at Max. Max frowned, his face set as he grabbed Aubree’s other side.

Aubree recognized Max now, her lips trembling.

“Mr. Dorsey, I’m so sorry to trouble you. Just take good care of Bri, don’t worry about me.”

“Mr. Dorsey, I always thought you were a good man, handsome, and rich.”

“You have to treat Bri well, for a lifetime.”