Harper hesitated for a few seconds, then walked towards the figure holding the car keys.

“What are you doing here?”

Hearing her voice, he froze, gripping the tree trunk.

Preston trembled as he took out a handkerchief from his pants pocket, wiping the corner of his lips before standing up to face Harper.

“Is it not allowed to be in the wrong place?”

When the strong smell of alcohol filled the air, Harper couldn’t help but frown.

“Why have you been drinking so much…”

She knew his respiratory system wasn’t great and would usually advise him to drink less.

Now that they were in this situation, Harper didn’t have the...