Chapter 111
Solomon partied all night at his newly opened bar and did not get home until 5:00 am.
Not long after falling asleep, his phone rang.
He heard Blair’s cold voice as soon as he picked up the call.
“Come out for a drink!”
Solomon was startled. He dozed off for the most part.
‘He doesn’t sound quite right.’
Even so, he did not ask anything and got up to change. Afterward, he slowly made his way to the bar.
At this point, the bar had closed. Only the waitresses were left cleaning the first-floor lobby.
Blair was in a private room on the second floor.
When Solomon went in, he saw the empty bottles of whisky on the table.
“What’s wrong with you today? It’s not like you to get drunk early in the morning.”
Solomon sat opposite Blair and casually poured himself a glass of whisky.
Blair did not say anything. He picked up his glass and clinked it with Solomon. Then, he downed his drink in one go.
“What happened?” Solomon realized something was wrong.
Blair had always be
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