When dinner ended, many were already a little drunk.

"Mr. Larson, we will take our leave now," one of the male colleagues said gleefully as he stood up and prepared to leave. The other male colleagues also stood up and took turns to say goodbye to Brandon before leaving with their faces flushed.

"Be careful on your way home," Sean called out to the people who exited the restaurant. After checking that all his colleagues had left, he looked at Brandon and Janet and informed, "Mr. Larson, everyone has left. Should I go and get the car as well?"

Brandon nodded and glanced at Janet, who was lying beside him with her face flushed. He caressed Janet's hot cheek and said gently, "Honey, it's time to go home."

Janet mumbled incoherently and continued to lie on the table, unconscious.

Brandon sighed helplessly as he picked up her bag and supported her with his arms around her waist. Janet was in a daze as she leaned against Brandon, and they walked out of the restaurant to wait for Sean.

A few days ago, a series of heavy downpours had rained over Barnes, and now the wind was a little cold.

The wind made Janet shiver, stirring her awake. However, she was still drunk and was easily irritable. She shouted angrily with a slur, "I haven't drunk enough yet! Let's go back. I want to drink more!" "We can drink at home. It's late now," Brandon coaxed her as he held her waist tightly.

He pulled Janet closer and shielded her from the cold with his coat.

"Give me two more bottles..." Janet mumbled as she wrapped her arms around his waist. She then licked her lips and sank deeper into Brandon's arms.

"After we get back, okay?" Brandon whispered helplessly as he smiled and reached out his hands, pinching her pink cheeks.

Janet was still in a daze as she raised her head to look at Brandon. Her vision was blurry, and she felt as if Brandon's chiseled features were gradually enlarging in front of her. Brandon lowered his head and kissed her lower lip. He opened her mouth with his tongue and kissed her hard.

Brandon's kisses were very passionate. Janet felt herself getting excited. She tightened her grip on his shirt and began to respond to him.

Just then, a strong beam of light shone on them.

Brandon frowned and squinted his eyes for a better look. When he recognized the figure in the car, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sean!"

Sean was startled. He poked his head out of the car and said sheepishly. "Mr. Larson, I... I got the car!"

Brandon was irritated by Sean's insensitivity and reminded him sternly, "Don't forget that half a year's bonus has already been deducted from your pay! If you believe that's not enough, I can even deduct next year's bonus in advance."

"Mr. Larson! Please don't do that," Sean cried exasperatedly. His voice trembled a little while he explained incoherently, "We still have other plans, don't we? I was so anxious about them that I didn't realize I interrupted you."

Fortunately, Janet staggered over and tugged Brandon's arm, reminding him, "Honey, don't forget that I have a plan too."

Brandon calmed down and helped Janet into the car. After everyone buckled their seatbelts, Sean finally drove the couple back home.

Watching the car disappear at a distance, a woman hiding around a corner finally stuck her head out. She wore a mask and a black baseball cap. Only her eyes could be seen. After ensuring the coast was clear, she sneaked into the hotel.

When the receptionist saw the suspicious-looking woman, she called out apprehensively, "Miss, how can I help you?"

The woman was startled and disguised her voice, "I'm looking for a friend. She used to be a waitress in your hotel, but not long ago, she fell down the stairs and hurt herself. I went to the hospital to visit her today, but the doctor said that she had been discharged. Did she come back to work?"

The receptionist was initially confused. However, when she heard the woman mention the waitress who fell down the stairs by accident, she immediately understood and replied, "You mean Polly, right? She hasn't come back to work yet. I heard that her mother brought her home to take care of her. She is seriously injured and can't come back to work for a long time."

"Well, that's a pity," the woman sighed as she shook her head disappointedly before leaving in a hurry.

The receptionist nodded and shrugged. She secretly took a photo of the woman as she left and sent it to Janet.

Meanwhile, Sean didn't drive far. He took a detour and stopped at a corner near the hotel.

Janet was leaning against the car window and was gradually becoming sober. She looked anxious as she held her phone tightly in her hands.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated.

There was a message.

"Honey! It's here!" Janet cried joyfully with a tinge

of surprise in her voice. She nervously opened the message, and her face instantly fell.

The person in the photo was not Vivian but another strange woman she couldn't recognize.

Janet became confused. Although the woman in the photo was wearing a disguise and her face couldn't be seen clearly, she was short and plump. She looked very different from Vivian, who was tall and slender.

"It's not Vivian. Did she replace out about my plan? Why didn't she take the bait?" Janet sighed and said dejectedly.

She told the receptionist to take a photo of anyone who came and asked about the waitress in the accident and send it to her. However, the result wasn't what she hoped for, and her plan failed miserably.

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