Atlas disdainfully remarked, "Let him sleep here. I don't think he'll be waking up anytime soon."

I chuckled lightly. Who would have thought that the high and mighty tycoon of Foswood would end up passed out in my home?

Oh well! We didn't have time to babysit him.

Upon exiting the front door, I noticed the driver and a fleet of cars had been waiting. As our car pulled out first, I realized that Lauren and Ivanna's cars were also part of the convoy.

I asked Atlas, "Why are they here too? Did