CHAPTER 51: CAUGHT IN HIS ARMS

"As much as I enjoy you staring at me, your boss is really heavy, and I'll really appreciate it if you help me."

I gave Theo a disgusted look, which he laughed off.

Despite the chilling temperature of the night, I stepped outside and walked towards them. My nose wrinkled when the rancid scent of alcohol reeked from Garren.

"Garren has a high alcohol tolerance, but no man on earth would be able to stand still after twenty bottles of vodka," Theo blurted out while we're carrying Garren upstairs.

He keeps on wobbling that gives us a hard time. He's also muttering gibberish that is really painful to the ears.

I'm not getting paid enough for this. Most definitely, I don't recall having to take care of a inebriated man as part of my job description as a nanny.

"Why did he even consume liquor that he couldn't handle?"

"Hear! Hear! This bastard should be thankful that he has me," Theo responded, tooting his own horn.

We resumed walking and are now on our way to Garren's room.

Garren