Elliot did not expect Avery to be thinking of these things in her drunken state of mind.

He stroked her reddened cheek with his hand, then said, "You've had too much to drink, Avery. Don't you feel bad?"

"I do." Avery gazed at Elliot with glistening eyes. "I feel really bad seeing your image ruined."

"I'll be fine after a few days. I'll ask the butler to bring some soup to sober you up." Elliot's heart ached as he watched Avery's confused expression. "Lie down on the bed and don't move around."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to call the butler," Elliot said as he dialed a number on the room's phone.

The butler very quickly answered the call.

As Elliot asked the butler for some soup, he could barely finish his sentence when Avery cried out in a spoiled voice, "I want lollipop, Mr. Butler!"

The butler was taken aback.

Elliot turned around and gazed in frustration at Avery's drunken face. "Are you sure you want a lollipop?"

"I'm feeling really hot. If you don't let me have a