Kiran found himself leaning against the blue wisteria tree outside the Wang's villa, nursing a bottle of whiskey.
He had a high alcohol tolerance, so the red wine wasn't capable of getting him drunk. He looked down at the bottle in his hand, feeling wry.
"This was what…they would probably call…as drinking your sorrows."
His low and soft chuckle drifted into the night, sounding lonely.
In the end, where did that girl go?
He had only sent a brief text to his assistant about the name of that girl, Diana, to investigate her background. But when he looked up once more, she was already gone.
Kiran thought that she might be somewhere around the party, taking a breather. So he patiently waited outside, since sooner or later, that girl would still need to go home. She would have to walk past
