Chapter 170

Sarah's POV I held my breath, my eyes fixed intently on the car door as it opened wider. A familiar silhouette emerged into the night air, but my heart sank immediately. It wasn't Alexander—the man I'd been thinking about day and night since our paths had crossed again. The light in my eyes dimmed as disappointment washed over me. Jeremy, Alexander's personal assistant, spotted us immediately. His face lit up with relief as if he'd just found salvation. He waved frantically in my direction while hurrying toward us. "Ms. Winters! Ms. Winters!!" he called out desperately. "Please come help! Alpha Blackwood is completely drunk!" Alexander drunk? The concept seemed almost foreign. In all our years together, I'd rarely seen him lose control like that. Instinctively, I took a step forward, my body moving before my mind could process the implications. The butler, however, quickly intervened. "Ms. Winters, this isn't appropriate for a lady," he stated formally. "Please allow me to handle this