AAO 12

TYLER raised the beer bottle he was holding before letting out a loud cheer. In the past few weeks, the bar had become like his second home, as he spent more time there than in his mansion.

“Cheers!” he said before taking a big gulp from the bottle.

“Ty, you’re drunk. We’ll take you home,” his assistant David intervened.

“Yeah, that’s right. And Sabrina might be looking for you. It's already late, huh? I’m sure your wife is getting worried,” his secretary, Rodel, said as he tidied up the scattered empty beer bottles from the floor and gathered them on the table.

Tyler shook his head and shrugged off David’s hand, who was trying to stop him, before looking at Rodel.

“You should go home. Your wife needs you, especially since she just gave birth. You’re supposed to be enjoying your leave. I’m sorry for bothering you,” he insisted, shooing Rodel away.

“You didn’t really bother me. Besides, Mayen’s older sibling is at home right now, so she has some company. But my wife would scold me if I