Chapter 247


    The muffled sound of a voice came through the phone, apanied by loud music and the hubbub


    of a crowd.


    Cam could hardly make out what Drew was saying, only catching him repeatedly apologizing.


    “Drew, are you drunk? Where are you right now?” Cam immediately asked, recognizing his


    condition.


    “Cam, just listen to me.” Drew’s voice suddenly became agitated.


    “I’m really sorry.” Drew’s voice carried a hint of tears.


    Soon, someone else took the phone. “Are you this guy’s family? He’s stered and won’t leave.


    Come pick him up.”


    “Okay, send me the address.” Cam responded promptly. After she hung up the phone, the


    address was sent to her.


    The address near Craig’s workce, so she called him.


    “Craig, my cousin’s at a bar near your office and he’s getting drunk. I’m going to pick him up, and I


    might need some help.”


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    “No problem. Just send me the address,” Craig immediately responded.


    “Thanks.” Cam grabbed her bag and rushed out.


    When Cam arrived at the bar, Craig and John were already there. Drew was slumped over a


    table, surrounded by disarray.


    Cam hurried over and supported him. “Drew, are you okay?”


    Drew looked up at her, a faint smile appearing on his lips. “Cam...”


    “Let’s get him to my ce first,” Cam frowned.


    Craig and John helped Drew out of the bar and hailed a taxi.


    In the cab, Drew kept talking, and his words were slurred.


    Cam turned to look at him. Suddenly, Drew vomited, sttering Cam. She froze, staring down


    at the mess on her clothes.


    The driver, noticing the sound and the smell, looked in the rearview mirror and eximed, “Don’t


    throw up in my car! That’s a $300 cleaning fee right there!”


    Craig and John quickly handed her some tissues.


    “It’s on me, not the car,” Cam said, on the verge of breaking down as she wiped herself clean with


    the tissues.


    The car arrived at Belleview Heights.


    Craig and John supported Drew while Cam, holding back nausea, led them upstairs.


    Upon reaching Cam’s residence, Craig and John were stunned. The spacious living room,


    luxurious decor, and the cityscape visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows, all spoke of


    opulence.


    “I had no idea you lived somewhere so nice,” Craig remarked.


    “It’s an apartment of thepany. Just staying here temporarily,” Cam exined. “Can you guys


    help get Drew into this bedroom?”


    The three of them moved Drew into the room. Hey on the bed, still mumbling something.


    “Cami, you should take a shower. You must feel ufortable,” Craig suggested as they watched


    over Drew.


    Cam nodded and headed to the bathroom to wash off the soiled clothes.


    Suddenly, the doorbell rang.


    Craig, who was wiping Drew’s face, looked up at John. “John, can you get that?”


    John nodded, set down the ss of water he was holding, and went to open the door.


    As the door swung open, both sides were taken aback.