Chapter 285: The Bouquet

**Thelma Zane’s POV** Two cars arrived to take us home after the party. Dorothy, Jordin, and Emma, ever perceptive, quickly piled into the car with the chauffeur, leaving me as the sole passenger in Aldrich’s vehicle. Thanks to the effects of New Flow, the alcohol fogging my mind cleared up quickly. By the time we’d passed two traffic lights, I was fully awake. “Do you want some water?” Aldrich asked, glancing at me while we waited at a red light. He reached into the bag on the front passenger seat and handed me a thermos. “Kara made some hangover soup for you. It’s still warm.” Taking the thermos, I sipped the soup, letting the warmth spread through me. A small laugh escaped me as I lowered the cup. “You’re acting like an overprotective father.” Aldrich raised an eyebrow, clearly caught off guard. “What?” I smiled. “I mean, the way you picked me up, brought hangover soup, and made sure I’m okay—it’s like a father worried his daughter will get lost in the temptations