Chapter 553

"I'm not going!" "Where can we talk?" I grew impatient. She pointed in a direction. "Over there." I looked in the direction and spotted the staircase landing not far from me. Fine. Since it was a quiet corner, I believed our conversation would not cause a public disturbance. I agreed and stepped onto the staircase landing. The sound-activated lights switched up when we moved into the space. I stood still with my arms folded and turned to face Cindy. "I'll explain everything to you in detail. I did not insist on staying the night at the Harold Residence. I was drunk, and his family offered me the guest bedroom." Her expression relaxed at the mention of the guest bedroom. Still, she stared at me with her red, swollen eyes. "I did not read Mr. Harold's text this afternoon. He scolded me and left. He thought that I deliberately ignored his text. In the afternoon, he made John deliver the hangover soup to me, which left me confused as well," I continued. She furrowed her brows. I