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Elliot’s movements momentarily froze as he swiftly fastened the seatbelt. Then, he gently grabbed Sheena’s chin, deepening the sweet kiss.

After the kiss, Sheena helped him wipe off the lipstick smudged on his lips, teasing, “You’ve ruined my lipstick again. I’ll have to touch up my makeup.”

“No need to touch up. You look perfect like this,” Elliot replied with a smile, caressing her face softly.

He straightened up, closed her car door, and walked to the driver’s seat.

On the way, Sheena asked, “I just learned about the news moments ago, but you’re already here. When did you start checking Skye’s whereabouts?”

Elliot focused on driving and said thoughtfully, “An hour ago, right when this news broke online.”

“So, you had someone check immediately? How were you so sure I wouldn’t choose to give up on Skye and cut our losses?”

Elliot smirked, “Because I know you.”

Sheena had clear distinctions between love and hate.

Those who hurt or bullied her would face her retaliation a hundred fold. On the other hand, she would go all out to protect and help those genuinely close to her.

In no time, Elliot brought her to the Bar No. 5. Sheena was ready to go inside and apprehend Skye, but as soon as she stepped in, the strong smell of smoke, alcohol, and perfume in the bar’s dance floor overwhelmed her.

She rushed to a corner, feeling nauseous.

Elliot quickly helped her by patting her back and calling Lionel on the phone.

“Book the entire Bar No. 5, clear out everyone except for Room 3805, and make sure the staff cleans up in fifteen minutes with no trace of lingering odor.”

As Sheena gradually recovered from the nausea, she shook her head at him, saying, “Forget it. It’s too much trouble, and it’s a waste of time. I’ll endure it.”

Elliot was firm on this matter, insisting, “Listen to me. It’ll take just fifteen minutes.”

“Okay.” Sheena did not argue, allowing him to carry her back to the car and settling into the back seat.

Busy throughout the morning with no rest, Sheena, feeling drowsy, leaned into Elliot’s arms and fell asleep within minutes.

When Lionel finished handling the arrangements at Bar No. 5, Elliot planned to quietly go inside and search for Skye. However, as he adjusted his position, the drowsy little lady on his lap woke up.

Elliot had no choice but to carry her inside, directly to Room 3805.

Lionel helped push the door open, revealing a room filled with empty bottles and an overwhelming scent of alcohol. Then, he sprayed a non–toxic air freshener to make the room more bearable.

Sheena covered her nose, suppressing the nausea, and walked in.

Skye was sprawled on the sofa, and his face flushed, completely unconscious due to excessive drinking beforehand.

Seeing him in such a state angered Sheena.

No wonder he fell victim to someone’s plot; being this drunk, he was practically asking for trouble!

She swallowed her anger and turned to Lionel by the door. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

“Go find a waiter and get a bucket of ice water to wake him up!”

“Got it!” Lionel replied cheerfully, quickly bringing in a bucket filled with ice cubes.

Elliot sat on a nearby sofa, maintaining a serious demeanor, intentionally keeping a distance to avoid getting splashed.

With a splash, the ice water was poured over Skye, causing him to shiver and jolt awake.

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Still not fully conscious, he flailed at the air.

“Who the hell splashed me? Do you have a death wish?”

Sheena stared at him indifferently, and her tone was unfriendly as she said, “It’s me!”