After more than half an hour, Eileen finally arrived at the bar Declan had mentioned. Surrounded by the bustling nightlife, Eileen sank into deep doubt.

...... Isn't this street quite busy?

How come it's so hard to find a designated driver?

Without much time to dwell on it, she spotted Declan waving to her from afar. "Over here!"

Eileen hastened over and saw Rafael leaning against a pillar not far away.

In the dim night, Eileen couldn't make out his features clearly. As she approached, she noticed his slightly closed eyes, furrowed brows indicating pain, and the lingering scent of alcohol. It seemed he had indeed imbibed quite a bit....