Chapter 392

Bruce, along with his manager and assistant, stopped walking when they got there. He gave a cold laugh. "What is Mr. Hamilton doing?" Bruce looked at Wyneth, and his voice became a bit softer. "Wyn, come here."

Ignoring Bruce's words, Wyneth, nestled against Hayden, looked up at him. Her usually bright eyes now seemed misty. In the dim light of the parking lot, she looked exceptionally beautiful. It was clear that she was drunk and not thinking straight. Suddenly, she blurted out, "I know who you are!" Reaching out, she lifted Hayden's chin with her hand and gave him a bright smile. "You're my husband, aren't you?"

Hayden, who was holding her, tightened his grip. Bruce's face darkened. Gordon and the assistant nearly buckled, almost falling to their knees right there. They looked at each other in horror, witnessing the unfolding scene. They finally understood why Bruce had not wanted her to drink. She was not just acting crazy because of the alcohol; she was getting into trouble. Bot