Zoe shook her head. "I'm fine. I'm just a bit tipsy."

She took the coat from him. "I'll head back first."

David nodded, hands in his pockets. "Let me give you a ride."

Zoe knew David had other things to attend to and said, "You've had some drinks too. Take a cab. I'm fine. About the sponsorship—"

David interrupted with a smile. "I've got it covered. Leave it to me and Mr. Aiden to handle the big stuff. If you're really okay, I'll head in now. There's still some other entertainment planned later."

He was stubborn. Since Lilith gave up her music dreams, he hadn't contacted Mason.

Zoe felt grateful, putting on the coat and bidding farewell to David.

She arrived on the ground floor. The cab was taking a while due to the peak hours. After about half an hour, she finally got in, her face pale from the cold.

Mason sat in a black Bentley, watching Zoe waiting for the cab with her slender legs trembling in the wind. He watched her tightly wrapping her coat to shield her from the cold wi