Boyce did drink a lot, but he had a clear head. No matter how close he was to Officer Miller, he couldn't
sleep in his house.
He wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to refuse Officer Miller's hospitality.
After all, it was Officer Miller who helped him this time.
No matter what, he owed him a favor.
"Boyce, why do you seem preoccupied?" Officer Miller looked at him and asked.
Even Officer Miller, who was a little drunk, could see that Boyce was hesitant.
Just as Boyce wondered how to answer Officer Miller, his phone rang in his pocket. He said, "I'll take a
call."
He took out his phone. Wendy, who sat next to him, deliberately glanced at his phone screen, as if she
was worried that Jasmine might be calling him again.
However, his phone screen showed a call from his sister-in-law. She was relieved. But he was not from
City B and had no relatives here. How could he have a sister-in-law here?
Wendy gave Boyce a strange look.
Boyce picked up the phone as soon as he saw the caller ID.
"Hello."
"Is this Boyce?" Dolores asked.
Dolores didn't feel comfortable with Armand leaving alone, so she called Boyce to ask him to take care
of Armand.
Boyce said, "Yes."
"Armand said he would come to you. Please take care of him," Dolores said.
Boyce frowned and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"He broke up with Theresa and is in a bad mood. We just got him out of the police station."
"Why was he at the police station?" Boyce asked nervously.
Did he do something wrong?
Otherwise, why would he be at the police station?
"He fought with someone. He was hurt quite badly. I wanted him to come with us to the villa, but he
didn't want to. Today, we have something else to do, so I want to ask you to take care of him. I'm afraid
he'll do something crazy again."
They planned to give Oscar a welcome party tonight. So both she and Matthew had to be at the villa.
After all, they had to introduce Oscar to Jayden and Kevin.
So, they couldn't stay with Armand.
Boyce said, "I got it. I'm going to find him."
Dolores gave a hmm.
After the call hung up, Boyce also found a reason to go back. He looked to Officer Miller, "I have
something I need to get back to."
Officer Miller didn't force him to stay. After all, he had something to do. So Officer Miller said, "Okay, go
ahead. However, you are too drunk to drive ..."
"Dad, I'll give him a ride," Before Officer Miller could finish his sentence, Wendy interrupted him.
Officer Miller glanced at his daughter. He knew what she was thinking, sighed slightly, and said, "Boyce
can't drive after drinking, so you can drive him."
Boyce said, "I can take a taxi."
He didn't want to bother them. He was quite worried about Armand now, and he couldn't tell Wendy's
intention.
However, even without Armand, Boyce was so dull that he wouldn't notice Wendy's feelings for him.
Wendy took her car key and said, "It's not easy to get a taxi around here. It's better for me to drive you.
You have drunk so much. If you leave alone, my father will not be at ease. If something happens to
you, we are also responsible. After all, you drink at our house. You should stop excusing yourself. We
are so familiar with each other. It's okay for me to send you back. Are you afraid that I will eat you up?"
Since Wendy said so, Boyce couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.
On the way, he called Armand's phone. His phone could be reached, but he didn't answer.
He heard from Dolores that he was in a bad mood, so he was worried. He called him again, and still no
one answered.
He called Armand twice and no one answered, so he got a little anxious.
Wendy, who was driving the car, said comfortingly, "Don't worry. Wait a while before you call again."
Boyce nodded.
Wendy asked, "Where are we going now?"
Boyce gave the address of his home.
Dolores said that Armand came to him. At this hour, he couldn't go to his office. Then, he could only go
to his house.
After more than ten minutes, the car pulled up in front of the neighborhood where he lived.
Wendy parked the car. He opened the car door and got out, saying, "Drive slowly. Be safe."
Wendy lowered the car window and said with a smile, "I'm in your neighborhood. Aren't you going to
invite me up for a cup of tea?"
Boyce was speechless.
She smiled and said, "Just kidding! You go find your friend. I'll go first."
With that, she raised the window and started the car to leave.
She looked at Boyce in the rearview mirror and the corners of her mouth curled up in a confident smile
as if to say, 'You can't get away from me.'
Boyce turned around and walked into the neighborhood and got into the elevator. When he got to the
floor where he lived, the elevator door opened. He stepped out of the elevator and saw Armand sitting
in front of his house.
He walked over quickly and found that he was asleep, probably because of drinking too much or
because of the injuries on his body.
Anyway, he was asleep against the door.
He opened the door, helped Armand in, and put him on the bed.
During this process, Armand didn't respond at all, nor did he show any signs of waking up.
Boyce frowned, "Why did you get yourself into this mess? Do you want to die?"
Dolores said he had a breakup.
When had he ever been in love?
He sighed and took off Armand's shirt, pants, and shoes that had blood on them. He not only had blood
on him, but also the smell of alcohol, which smelled so bad.
As he tucked him in, Boyce saw that he still had a few bruises. He stood by the bed, thinking about who
he had fought with.
How could that person have hit him so hard?
He had medicine in his house. Because of his profession, he had some medicine at home to deal with
minor injuries. He took the medicine out and gave some on Armand's body and face. The wound on his
head had already been treated, so he left it untouched.
After that, he sat down on the couch. His house was small, with only a bedroom and a study. There
was also a kitchen, but he rarely cooked at home.
He drank a glass of water to relieve his dry throat. After sitting for a while, he got up and went to take a
shower. Then, he rested on the couch.
It wasn't late. But when he drank, he wanted to sleep.
It was time for dinner now.
He and Officer Miller were so focused on drinking that they didn't eat much.
He wouldn't feel hungry if he slept.
Matthew and Dolores returned from the police station and saw Oscar already mingling with everyone at
home. Before Dolores introduced him, he introduced himself already.
The two children were also familiar with him, so he quickly fitted in.
"Uncle, why are you here so early?" Dolores said as she changed her shoes and came in.
Oscar smiled and said, "You are going to give me a welcome party. I was afraid I would be late for
dinner."
He loved to joke around and had a sunny disposition.
Dolores smiled and said, "We won't have dinner until you're here."
Then she looked to Jayden and Kevin and said, "Dad, uncle, this is my uncle ..."
"Well, I've already introduced myself. I'm you uncle, you're my niece, and your dad is my big brother,"
Oscar interrupted her and repeated the words he had used to introduce himself to them.
Dolores laughed. That was what he got. No matter where he went, he could soon get acquainted with
others. Dolores didn't have to worry that he wouldn't get used to being here.
"I'll go see if dinner is ready."
After saying that, she went to the kitchen to see if it was ready for dinner.
Matthew didn't go upstairs and sat down on an empty couch downstairs. Since no one played with
Cotton, it laid down at his feet.
Oscar was playing a game of riddles with the two children and Kevin joined them.
Jayden looked so down. After learning about Oscar's identity, he thought about the people and events
of the past. Jolene and Victoria were women who appeared in his life, but none of them were with him
now.
He felt melancholy.
Compared to Jayden's silence, Oscar and Kevin had a lot of fun.
Oscar was less-educated than Kevin. He was not well-educated, so the riddles he came up with were
very different from Kevin's.
Kevin's riddles were mostly anagrams, while Oscar's were some weird and interesting riddles that were
widely circulated.
Kevin's question in the last round was, "What letter is a question?"
"Guess a letter."
Andrew got it right. The answer was Y.
Then it was Oscar's turn. He thought for a moment and said, "What goes on four legs in the morning,
on two at noon, and on three in the evening?"
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