Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon novel Chapter 397

Dominic said nothing, his gaze locked on Vespera.

The tension between them was palpable.

Calvert, however, remained blissfully unaware.

To him, Vespera still looked warm and cheerful—like someone who genuinely cared about Dominic.

Vespera stood from the couch and took Snowball from Dominic's arms. "You should get going. Time won't wait."

Dominic felt a weight settle in his chest.

There was no reaching her right now.

He gave a slight nod. "Understood. I'll follow your orders, Ms. Gildon."

With that, he turned and walked away.

As soon as he left, Vespera quietly went back to playing with Snowball.

Taking the chance, Gerard walked over and gently stroked the kitten. "Um… Vespera, Mr. Reid really didn't mean any harm last night. Please don't be upset.

"It was all Calvert's fault—he panicked about getting scolded and lied to Mr. Reid, saying you were already safe and on your way home. And honestly, Mrs. Reid was in real danger last night—"

Vespera cut him off gently. "It's alright, Gerard. I know. I'm not upset."

"But you don't exactly look happy either," Gerard thought to himself.

Calvert wandered over too. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have left the banquet halfway through to report to Mr. Reid. If I'd just stayed and kept an eye on you ladies, none of this would've happened. Vespera, if you're mad, just punch me—I can take it."

Vespera chuckled. "Punch you? I doubt I could even leave a mark."

"Vespera—"

She picked up Snowball's tiny leg and tapped it lightly against Calvert's chest. "There. Snowball gave you a punch for me. We're even now. I'm really not mad anymore."

And she wasn't. She truly meant it.

Why should everyone be expected to put her first?

It was like offering a gift—giving it was an act of goodwill, but withholding it was simply within one's prerogative.

By 8:30 am, it was time to head to the airport.

Originally, Calvert wasn't supposed to join, but eager to make up for his earlier mistakes, he insisted on coming along.

Dominic had no objections.

As soon as they reached the car, Calvert eagerly rushed to claim the front passenger seat.

Vespera was caught off guard.

With no choice, she took the back seat.

Seated beside her, Dominic had clearly just showered. As she settled into her seat, he leaned over to fasten her seatbelt.

A crisp, clean scent clung to him.

"Mr. Reid, I can buckle my own seatbelt."

"Okay," Dominic said, leaning over her and meeting her gaze. "I was worried you didn't know how."

Vespera smiled but said nothing.

Instead, she gently pushed against his chest—he was too close for comfort.

Dominic didn't make another move.

For the rest of the ride, though, he kept his face slightly turned toward her.

Vespera turned her gaze to the window.

Up front, Gerard and Calvert sat in silence.

When they reached the airport, they quickly exited the car.

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