"How long has he been here?"
After cleaning up Brandan Hyde, Alex Hawk was already sweating profusely. He glanced at Brandan Hyde, who was lying on the sofa with a pained expression, frowning, and then looked up to ask the attendant.
"Young Hyde has been here for over two hours."
"Has he been drinking all this time?"
"Yes..." The attendant looked at him hesitantly, "Later we were worried something might happen, so we prepared bottles with diluted liquor for him, just waiting for you, Young Master Hawk, to arrive."
Alex Hawk nodded and waved his hand, saying to the attendant, "I understand. You can leave now."
The attendant nodded respectfully, saying, "If anything comes up, just press the bell, I'll be right outside."
Alex Hawk waved his hand, indicating he understood, then walked over and looked down at Brandan Hyde.
He was drunk again.
And this time, it was the most miserable he had ever been, since knowing him.
This friend of his, what's been going on with him lately?
