Chapter29 Compete

After that dinner, Claudio took Aurelia home. She was a little tipsy, having a little bit too much to drink when they got her going with good conversations. Or more like Aurelia had to work hard to rebuke them all the time since they continued to lowkey diss her even after they were finally convinced of her abilities. Truly a group that needed to be dealt with after having to put her through that hell. It was probably the worst work dinner she ever had in her two lifetimes. “Sir Claudio, you don’t have to do that,” Breslin said urgently when she saw the man open the door and haul her employer into a bridal carry. She was drowsy, eyes squinted with her cheeks emitting a radiant drunken red as she slumped against Claudio’s broad chest. For a moment in her drunken stupor, she was brought back to the days when she was a fool who was played in the palm of this man’s hand; all dazed and coquette in his arms as she lamented her poor relationship with her fiancéto another man. “I can handle