Till now, Davis was entirely surfing in the drop dead headache. He knew the number of bottles he emptied were enough to give him a strong hangover tomorrow.
But he was still bent on drinking to not feel the guilt and intense passion towards someone...
When he tried to get up from his seat, he was almost on the edge of falling but Liam supported his drunken body. "Control Davis! You can be caught like this by the media! Do you want your reputation to go downhill?"
"I-I..." Davis swung his hand on him but his body then collapsed on the ground. He couldn't even feel the straightness of the doors and his head was running through the jungles.
When Liam watched this situation, his lips pursed. He took the phone out to dial a number and told the details of the Davis Walker and he was grateful that the other party easily agreed with his actions.