Chapitre 665: Do The Right Thing

"Jesus Christ!" Marcel exclaimed as soon as he woke up to see Adele right in front of him with a blank expression. 

He groaned, wiping his face with his palm. Looking around, Marcel discovered that he had slept in his office and there were numerous empty bottles beside him. He had done a good job of drinking himself into a stupor. Wonderful. No wonder his head was throbbing like the third world War. 

"What are you doing here this early in the morning," He asked, his voice rough and tired. The past few days have left him more tired than he has ever been. 

"You wanted us to meet, remember?" Adele reminded him of the meeting. 

"You could have waited a few hours more for Christ's sake, Adele. It's still early in the morning" 

"It's eleven in the morning," She corrected him firmly.