Wyatt is so drunk in a club that he wouldn’t be able to stand up from the couch. A lot of bottled alcohol is on the floor already. He was so drunk. Wasted rather.

One of the waiters ask for assistance since he wasn’t yet finished with his drinks. Some of them hold him and sober him.

“Call my wife, please…” Wyatt pleads.

“S-Sir… you are so drunk, please sober up,” One of the waiters pleads.

He doesn’t stop. So, the waiter that was holding him, pulled out his phone. Good thing, there was no password in his phone and that the waiter could able to dial Ivy’s number.

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