Chapter 500. Drunken Disaster

“Excuse me, Miss Harris,” Thomas said, setting down his wine glass. “I have to step away.”

Without another word, he turned and left the banquet hall with his assistant in tow.

Zora stared at the untouched glass, frustration simmering just beneath the surface. Another plan gone to waste.

But fate had other ideas.

Moments later, Connor walked over looking for his own drink, mistakenly picked up Thomas’s glass, and downed it in one shot.

“Hey! Connor—”

Zora reached out to stop him, but she was too late.

“What?” Connor asked, blinking as he set down the glass.

“N-Nothing...” Zora forced a smile, quickly pulling her hand back. At this point, there was no use explaining. He’d just have to deal with the consequences.

At first, nothing seemed wrong.

But soon, Connor, who had been dancing casually among the guests, began acting strangely.

He started peeling off his clothes.

Then, right in front of Yasmin, he lunged at Re