Calvin's eyes flashed, "I came here to pick you up."
"Pick me up?" Aria shook her groggy head, "How did you know I am here Mr. Thomson?"
Calvin didn't answer, but raised both hands and patted in the air.
Hearing this crisp clapping sound, Aria felt her mind became even dizzier. She staggered and fell back on the booth.
Calvin stepped forward and helped her up, "Let's go back."
"W-What about Betty?" Aria turned back, looking at Betty who was lying on the sofa.
Calvin lowered his eyes and said quietly, "Don't worry. Calvin has gone to the bathroom. When he comes back, he will drive her back."
When Aria heard this, she was relieved immediately and nodded, "Okay Sir Jake."
Calvin helped her to walk at the bar counter.
Along the way, Aria was dizzy so badly that she couldn't even see the road. She staggered.
She didn't know why she was so drunk all of a sudden. Obviously, she wasn’t drink many.
Moreover, what they drank was not that kind of spirits.