CHAPTER TWENTY

- ACE -

I gulped down the brandy. This is my tenth glass in this bar. It's a good thing I own it, or else I probably would've been restricted alcohol or kicked out. I dropped the empty glass on the counter, completely wasted.

"Bring another." I said to the bartender. The young bartender looks worried but didn't say a word. Following normal procedures, staff are meant to restrict a person from alcohol once they realise the person has drank too much and if the person gets violent, there are certain procedures that must be taken but their safety comes first and they're not to retaliate. I know about this yet I'm being an asshole to my workers but I need to get so drunk that I won't be able to remember my name. One thing I know is I won't be violent but not being sober would help me pass through the night. I glanced around the bar while waiting for my drink. For no actual reason, my head is in a mess and I want to take it out on her. It's a shitty thing to do but I really don't care.

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