Earl returned home after dropping Natasha off at Declan's villa. He asked the housekeeper to serve the dinner as he walked toward his room.
Clink-Clunk...
The commotion at the entrance drew his attention, causing him to cease his steps and look back.
Amber coming in swaying left and right caught him off guard. She appeared unkempt.
"Shit," she cursed as she looked at her purse, which was lying on the floor.
"Where are you all?" she yelled. "Bring the purse to my room." She strode towards the stairs, her steps wobbly. "Oops…" Her high heels made it difficult for her to maintain her balance.
"Be careful." Earl dashed over and grabbed her arms, preventing her from falling. He had his brow creased as he studied her. He had seen her come back home inebriated occasionally, but it had gotten worse in recent days.
