Chapter 1397

Vicky called Tyler several times, but he never picked up. Finally, Vicky stood up. Just then, she heard the sound of the door opening. Simultaneously, unsteady footsteps echoed in the hallway, and Harry walked in supporting Tyler. A strong scent of alcohol hung in the air as Vicky approached. She looked at them, concerned. "Why did you drink so much?" Harry cleared his throat awkwardly and explained, "We secured a major deal today, and Mister Hart was quite pleased, so...he ended up having a bit too much to drink." Tyler was always reserved most of the time and rarely got drunk, so Vicky found it rather difficult to believe he would get carried away over a business deal. "You can go home now. I'll help him upstairs," she said. "Okay." After Harry left, Vicky supported Tyler and guided him to their bedroom. He was shaky in his steps, and his entire weight rested upon her. Though he was not overweight, his tall figure made it difficult to help him up the stairs. She gently place