Chapter 368 Showing Off His Cooking Skills

• As soon as they entered the elevator, Layson wrapped an arm tightly around Adela, refusing to let go. With nearly a head of height difference between them, his posture looked uncomfortable, and Adela, worried he might bump into something, kept a firm grip on his arm, practically nestled into his embrace.
• Layson had his eyes closed, face lowered—no one could clearly see his features. Adela silently sighed in relief for him. If anyone did recognize him, tomorrow’s financial tabloids would probably explode with headlines about the CEO drunken in public.
• Barnes and the others had taken the lead, pressing for the top floor. Once they got Layson into the suite, Barnes stepped out to call an assistant to bring fresh clothes.