Jackson exhausted all of his strength to lug that mess of a man back to White Water Bay Villa. Right off the bat, Tiffany caught the commotion and clambered down the stairs before exclaiming, “Holy crap, how did he end up here? Where’s Ari? What, she gave up?”
Jackson slumped onto the couch and replied between heavy pants, “Urgh, don’t mention it! I’m out of ideas and I don’t know what to do, man, so let’s just... do whatever we can for now. Help me clean up a room for Mark for the night, mmkay?”
Tiffany was just about to go when Mark suddenly slurred groggily, “How could you be so heartless, Arianne? How?”
His voice was soft, but Tiffany caught it, and immediately, a glare befell her. “What did he say? ‘Heartless?’ Wow, gotta’ love how some people have such low self-awareness that they could point fingers at others!”
Jackson’s head was throbbing at the advent of more chaos. “No, no, no! You stop right now and don’t add fuel to the fire, please! Who the hell would argue with a wasted schmuck and expect something out of it? If you’re really that indignant, then wallop him secretly or whatever to let off your steam, I dunno! Not that he’s gonna remember any sh*t when he wakes up,” Jackson grumbled. “F**k, if I weren’t there with him before, that woman was bound to drag him away for whatever evil plot she has. I can’t believe I thought this Janice Bell was innocent! From the looks of it, she’s exactly like all the other vying women throwing themselves onto him!”
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