Chapter １１６

The viewpoint of Donna Davis

As I glanced at Sean Matthews' face, I saw that it had a pinkish hue to it. Is... This Person Drunk?

"Hello, Mr. Matthews! Are you okay?" I asked.

Sean Matthews remained silent and did not provide any kind of response.

"Mr. Matthews, aren't you feeling a little tipsy?"

I questioned him once again, "Why don't I get you a place to relax in?"

"Yes,"

I requested that Bruce Scott find a room and he ended up reserving the most desirable one on the upper floor.

I instructed Bruce Scott to speak to the security officer about letting the man inside the room.

Bruce Scott hesitated. "You’d better hold Mr. Matthews."

"Why?"

"Mr. Matthews is not accessible to anyone."

"Is he not even let you to go near to him?"

"Of course."

I do not feel content. I can’t ask such a question. After all, I've made physical contact with Sean Matthews quite a few times.