Chapter 818 Although Ramona couldnât make heads or tails of what Agnes was saying, the sheer shift in Ryderâs expression was undeniable.
His normally stoic face was now a mask of arctic frost signaling that Agnes had crossed a line.
She realized that, despite Agnes being Ryderâs family, the nature of their relationship was shrouded in mystery. Ryder wasnât the kind of man you could dismiss or disrespect, even if the familial ties demanded a certain leniency. And there they were, mere journalists amidst a sea of high rolling sponsors, rubbing elbows with the kind of people they couldnât afford to piss off Panicked, Ramona rushed to steady a tottering Agnes, pleading. âBoss, youâre wasted How about we call it a night with the drinks, huh?â
But Agnes was beyond reason, shrugging off Ramonaâs helping hand and discarding her glass in favor of a half empty bottle of whiskey She staggered toward Ryder, words slurring heavily Ryder, youâre no cutthroat businessman You shouldâve been a doc, an angel in scrubs, you get me? Just look at yourself, all done up in that monkey suit Itâs all wrong just wrong You ought to be a doctorâ
As the rambled, she lunged at Ryder, attempting to strip him of his suit. âTake off the jacket! You gotta ditch the suit, throw on some scrubs. Agnes was clearly in the throes of a drunken spectacle.
The entire table watched, aghast, as she made a grab for Ryderâs clothes. Ryder, face an impassive sheet of ice, didnât push her away, his stance almost permissive of her antics Thankfully Ramona and Hans intervened before she could get any further with her undressing endeavor Ramona knew that if her behavior cost the station a major client their bonus would be as good as gone She quickly apologized Mr Whitfield, Iâm so sorry about this... We had no idea our boss could get this drunk. Weâll take her home nowâ
To everyoneâs surprise, the usually silent Ryder spoke up. Til take her home,â he said pulling Agnes away from Hans.
Hans was about to protest but was silenced by a tug on his sleeve from Ramona. After all, Ryder was related to Agnes, had every right to take charge of the situation.
By now, Agnes was barely conscious, still muttering under her breath and occasionally blurting out Mr. Whitfieldâs full name.
Ramona and the crew were sweating bullets for her But Ryder just bent down, hoisted Agnes onto his back as if she were a child, and carried her out of the private room.
âMr Whitfieldâs girlfriend is quite a handfulâ chuckled a few people from the project team.
Ramona was stunned Girlfriend? She was practically Ryderâs auntâinâlaw But she held her tongue, as this was clearly a private matter.
Once outside, Ryder gently placed Agnes into his car settling her into the passenger seat before driving off into the night.