Sean Carter swallowed hard and took two steps back.
'Who knows what state Miss Sterling is in right now? Has the alcohol worn off...?'
Damien Valerius walked up to Aurora Sterling, his bone-chilling gaze locked on her.
"You've been drinking," the man's voice was frigid. A tempest seemed to brew in his eyes, and he could barely contain the rage swelling in his chest. "Didn't I warn you? No drinking!"
'Whenever this woman drinks, she enters a frenzied, even self-destructive state. If I'm not here to protect her, she'll definitely get hurt.'
Hearing the familiar voice, the girl raised her crimson eyes. As she looked at Damien Valerius, she crushed the glass vase in her hand.
"M-Miss Sterling..." Sean Carter was stunned.
