"Chapter 1072
Alexander Foster was out cold, completely knocked out by the alcohol.
She propped up her head and watched him, slowly breaking into a smile.
Her slender fingers reached out and gently stroked his nose, like teasing a little puppy.
The man showed no reaction.
After a while, she mirrored his pose, leaning against the wall and pretending to sleep with her eyes partially closed.
Her fingers lightly tapped her knee, moving up and down in rhythm with the cheerful melody.
It was the song 'Next Second' by singer Benson Hamilton.
[I wish we could stay like this forever, growing old together, and the best would be in the next second~]
Maybe, she was drunk tonight too.
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When Robert Foster and Wanda Wesley returned to the Foster's, they saw only the dark underside of a hot air balloon, too obscure to see clearly.
Unwilling to miss such a rare spectacle, he rushed off to get a telescope.
He let Wanda have the first look, then he looked through it himself.