I naturally had no clue about Zeka's plan, so I just withdrew my gaze after giving them a casual glance.
It was late at night right now, and the party had almost ended. Many guests had already left the venue, so there were less than half the original number of guests within the villa now. There was also the choice to remain behind and party all night long, though, as Zeka had been considerate enough to arrange for guest rooms.
Naomi, of course, had no plans to remain behind. Her face flushed all the more after having two glasses of wine with me, and her eyes began to mist over gradually. It was pretty clear that she could not consume any more wine than this. This prompted me to call Steve and tell him to bring the car to the front of the villa so that I could drive Naomi back home person
