Chapter: 2867

The waiter standing a few feet away quickly hurried over and opened a bottle of whisky for Alberto.

As the amber liquid flowed into the glass, Calvert felt a sudden, subtle haze settle over his senses, as if the mere act of pouring the whisky had somehow intoxicated him. His gaze drifted to the ice cubes suspended in the glass, and a faint furrow of concern creased his brow.

Alberto had been in a bad mood for the past few days. As a result, he had been drinking like a fish. Calvert was very worried that all this excessive drinking would have an adverse effect on his health.

Besides, if Mrs. Gibson found out about this, she would be very angry.

And to make matters worse, Alberto was barely eating. Calvert had no idea whom he was hoping to hurt by harming himself in such a manner.