“If she’s still alive, how will you face her?” Benjamin stared at him.

He pondered for a while and asked, “Is she still alive?”

“What if she is?”

“I don’t have any feelings for her.” He answered calmly, “I didn’t love her back then, so I guess I won’t love her now either.”

Benjamin lowered his head and remained silent.

“Let’s drink,” Abel said. “Don’t talk about the nonsense.”

Benjamin waved his hand and signaled the bartender to come over. Before they knew it, they had finished a bottle of hard liquor. Abel ordered another bottle of XO. The two of them were not in a good mood, so they drank hastily. Both of them were drunk, and Benjamin started to cry.

“You’re useless!” Abel laughed at him and said, “You’re a man; why are you crying?”

Benjamin sobbed and answered, “You’re drugged by Waylon, and you forgot about your love for Emma! What about me? What about her? How could you know our feelings?”

Abel frowned and asked, “Benjamin, what did you just say? What did Waylon do to me?”

He wiped his tears off and said, “I’m drunk and simply talking nonsense.”

“But I heard you saying that Waylon did something to me.”

“He fed you the medicine for your stomach!” Benjamin said, “It seems like you totally forgot about it!”

“Indeed, my stomach has been okay recently.” He said, “The drug from your family is splendid.”

“Of course it is!” Benjamin said, “If not, how can you be so relaxed nowadays?” You’re happy without love!”

“What are you talking about?” Abel pushed him and said, “Since when I’m cruel? Look at me? I treat you so well. I know about love!”

“Yes, no one would expect the two of us to be best friends despite our families’ grudges.”

Benjamin laughed on the spot.

“You’re drunk,” Abel said. “Let’s send you home so you can rest.”

“You too,” Benjamin pointed at him, and he said, “your cheeks are so red as if you’re a shy lady!”

“I’ll get back to The Precipice and sleep for the night.” They were sent back by their assistants and bodyguards.

When Benjamin was back at Glenbrook, Janie called him.

Knowing that he was drunk, she quickly drove toward him.

“Janie,” he laid on the sofa drunkenly and said, “you’re here at the right time; I was about to find you.”

“You’re drunk; let’s go up to rest.” She wanted to help him.

“Listen to me first,” he pushed her hands away and said. “Our matter is still unresolved; what should I do about it?”

Janie was sad hearing his words, but she put on a smile and answered, “I’m not a traditional lady; I won’t be forcing you to be responsible for me. We can let the past be the past.

“That can’t be done.” He shook his head and said, “I would feel like a bastard for it; you have to tell me what you want me to do for you!”

“If you insist…” She groaned and said, “When you love me, please give me a marriage full of love.”

“I can’t guarantee you this.” He pinched the bridge of his nose.

“I know you’re in love with Emma,” Janie said. “But I can wait, since she’s…”

“It’s not what you think,” he said. “Emma…”

“Do you want to say that she’ll forever be in your heart?” She mocked herself and said, “I can accept it.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Then what do you want to say?”

“Forget it!” He stood up and said, “I’m dizzy; let’s go up to rest.”

Abel was back at The Precipice, and Luca helped him upstairs.

Kendra was coaxing Quincy to sleep, and she heard them and walked to them.

“Luca, why is Mr. Abel so drunk?” “How much did he drink?”