Elias Hale kept trying to break free from the bodyguards, so Melody Thorne could only have them help strap him to the chair.
"Leon Rivers, are you sure what you gave him was a sobering pill? Why is it doing absolutely nothing to him?"
Leon Rivers: "...If the booze doesn't get you drunk, you get yourself drunk. My sobering pill probably doesn't work on him!"
"I don't care what kind of drunk he is. He's a doctor, you're a doctor—use whatever method you want, just sort him out for me!"
"Like this?" Leon lifted his arm, rolled his fist a couple of times, strode over, and landed a punch right on Elias's handsome face. He didn't hold back—blood came out instantly!
"Leon Rivers, what are you doing? Did I say you could hit him?" Melody hurried over and helped Elias sit up.
"Sis, that's where you don't get it. Sometimes a man needs one good punch to snap out of it, otherwise his fake-drunk act is top-notch!"
