Chapter 211: Did I Ruin Myself?

Dinner ended in warm, easy laughter. After a few rounds of drinks, Desmond Scurr grew pleasantly buzzed. He slung an arm around Atreus Lyson's shoulders like they were old friends and said, "Kid, since you and Giselle are friends, I won't stand on ceremony with you. From now on, I'll just call you Atreus. Sound good?" "Of course." Atreus could tell Desmond was already feeling the alcohol. Desmond drained what was left in his half-glass, and the more he looked at Atreus, the more satisfied he seemed....