"Sir, do we need to call the police?"
"No, I'll look around a bit more." Gabriel didn't want to escalate the situation. He guessed that Dorothy, being a mature woman, must have been taken away by a co-worker.
It would be better if she were taken away.
This way, there would be no evidence to prove that he and Hayden did anything to her.
Gabriel turned around, picked up the glass of wine on the table, left the restaurant, drove to a secluded place, poured the wine into a trash can, and smashed the wine bottle into it.
After everything was done, he sent a message to Dorothy.
[Ms. Sanchez, are you drunk? I couldn't find you when I went out, and I thought I'd find a female co-worker to send you back to the hotel. Did you already go back? If so, I won't disturb your rest. We'll speak tomorrow.]
...
Dorothy felt incredibly dizzy.
She realized that she seemed to have gotten into a car.
The discomfort in her stomach became more and more apparent, and she couldn't control herself anymore.
With a jolt of her body, Dorothy vomited… a lot.
Everett was now covered in vomit. He looked very uncomfortable.
But one of his hands was still patting Dorothy's back.
Finally, they arrived at the hotel, and Everett carried her in.
There was no time for Everett to think about anything else. He couldn't just entrust her to someone else in this state, could he? He wouldn't feel at ease if anyone else took care of her.
Everett ordered a set of women's clothes for her to be delivered and then helped her change out of her dirty clothes.
As he was thinking of getting a towel to wipe her down, Dorothy suddenly grabbed the corner of his shirt.
"I'm hot... I'm so hot..."
Hot?
Everett touched her forehead. She didn't have a fever, but her hands and body were indeed flushed.
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