Asher Land had just hung up the phone when he saw drunken Luke Land staggering into his room.
Ignoring everything, Luke Land lay directly on his bed.
"Go back to your own room." Asher Land smelled the alcohol filling the room and couldn't help furrowing his brows.
"Don't look at me with that disgusted expression. Weren't you like this when you were drunk?" Luke Land's mind was actually quite clear; it was just that his body wasn't obeying him.
Asher Land shook his head helplessly, turned around, and called a maid to come in.
"Help Second Young Master back to his own room to rest, give him a bath, and change his clothes."
"Yes, Third Young Master." The maid responded and then struggled a bit to help Luke Land up.
Luke Land muttered under his breath, and Asher Land listened closely, it seemed like he was calling for "Little Chili."
Who knows where he got involved with this woman again.
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