After sending off all the guests, Mornak closed the doors of his luxurious room and walked toward the table where Aden was sitting on the other side.
He glanced at him, picked up a bottle of wine, poured himself a glass, and after throwing another look at his foolish friend, he drank it down.
"Still angry?" Aden said lazily, clearly showing no signs of guilt or anything close to it.
"Did you really have to pull something like that on a night like this?" Mornak sighed. Normally, he wouldn't care, but tonight was different.
Yet this bastard had ruined everything and even managed to make Mariantha angry with him. He was barely holding himself back from tearing this trash apart.
"Didn't you see her? She was a really hot woman. Though honestly, I don't remember doing anything." Aden muttered.
"You don't remember? What do you mean?"
"Before we entered the banquet, I took some drugs. Maybe it was because of that. I didn't expect Black Cake to hit me that hard."
