Chapter 458 Are You Really Going to Leave Me Behind?

I hesitated, every fiber of me wanting to say no, but I moved closer, standing by Idris’ side and reaching out a reluctant hand. He gave a small, tight-lipped smile, his brow furrowing. "Is that how you help someone up?" Something was off, and I could not shake the feeling. Holding back my annoyance, I stooped to help him stand. No sooner was he on his feet than his towering presence slumped against me, almost sending us both tumbling. I steadied him, my brow furrowed in concern. "Idris, stand up straight!" From above, his low laugh trickled down, laced with a hint of sarcasm. "Oh? Not Mr. Young today?" I did not bite and just kept him upright as we made our way out of the VIP room. He was a mess, staggering and bumping into things. Whether he was putting on an act or genuinely plastered, it was a nightmare to deal with. When we finally got to the car, I opened the back door for him, but he stood there, stiff as a board. I looked up to see his face set in a frown of displeasure.