Chapter 139. No Matter What Fate Is

Vincent Cox was drenching himself in whiskey since he came. Rather than returning to Horus or going home, Vincent chose to get drunk. He kept asking for more drinks until the bartender who served him started to scold him.

"Sir, you are drunk. Do I need to call someone so you can come home? Or do you want me to call a taxi?" The bartender offered Vincent. Vincent shook his head. He took another sip of his liquor and bottomed it.

"Sir?" The bartender rebuked again. Vincent rested his head in the folds of his arms on the bar table and groaned incoherently. The bartender sneered in annoyance as he heard a phone ring. He exited the bar and approached Vincent to help him get his cell phone.

"Does anyone call you? Do you want to pick it up?" The bartender still tried to help, but Vincent just chuckled strangely.

"Sir─"

"Call me the police!" Vincent groaned incoherently. The bartender was even confused. He already held Vincent's cell phone and saw Anderson