Awake for Love: My Coma Bridegroom novel Chapter 205

"They avoid me like the plague and don't even want to say hi to me." Elijah stopped in his tracks, his voice tinged with sadness.

"Boss, how about I go say hi to her and take a peek at what her daughter looks like?" Joey wanted to help him out.

"No need. Your mission tonight is to get close to Mike."

"Alright."

After the Dennis Group's dinner party, there would be a series of entertainment and leisure activities.

Joey's friend promised to take him along later.

This way, Joey would have a chance to get close to Mike.

After Violette and her family got in the car, Joey said to Elijah, "Boss, you should head back! You haven't visited Ms. Sarah yet today, have you? She's injured, and if you don't see her, she'll probably feel pretty bummed."

Today, Elijah had been busy at work all day. Joey could tell he was feeling down, so he buried himself in work.

But some things had to be faced eventually.

Right now, Makayla still needed Sarah's treatment, so Elijah, as her boyfriend, couldn't be too heartless.

After Elijah left, about half an hour later, Joey's friend emerged from the restaurant.

A bunch of guys came out with him, including Mike.

"Our technical director plans to take us to a bar to continue drinking... Joey, I remember you can hold your liquor pretty well. Later, you can accompany our director for a few drinks," Joey's friend whispered, putting his arm around Joey's shoulder. "I feel like our director and our boss are more like 'sisters'... normal couples wouldn't be that clingy. I don't know if you get what I mean... you can probe a bit when you drink with our director later."

Joey was shocked but then secretly delighted.

If Mike and Violette were "sisters," that would be the best news ever!

These past few days, Elijah had been looking increasingly haggard because of Violette and Mike being together.

And since they were divorced, there wasn't much Elijah could do about it.

It had been a long time since he'd seen such clear and clean eyes.

"How much red wine can you drink?" Mike asked, clinking glasses with Joey.

"Half a bottle at most. My alcohol tolerance is actually pretty average."

"Oh, that is average. Well, accompany me for half a bottle then!" Mike's face was flushed, contrasting sharply with the skin on his neck.

After having a drink with him, Joey felt that he seemed pretty normal based on their conversation and eye contact.

A few drinks later, the two started chatting.

Under the influence of alcohol, Joey completely forgot the purpose of asking him out for drinks.

And Mike's guard against Joey was lowered.

A few hours later, Joey got up, swaying as he prepared to leave. Mike also got up and left with him!