81. Marrying A Brown

Chapter Eighty One; Marrying a Brown

Miller stumbled out of the casino, his mind clouded with despair and regret.

He couldn’t believe he had lost all the money he made from selling the golden statue. He felt like a complete failure.

With no idea where to go next, he walked into the nearest bar and ordered drink after drink, trying to drown his sorrows.

By the time he staggered back to the Brown estate, it was late, and the once-lively house had quieted down.

His wife, Joyce, had been looking for him, her suspicions growing as she noticed his absence during most of the family get-together after the wedding reception.

When she saw him enter the house, reeking of alcohol and looking utterly defeated, her concern turned to anger.

“Miller, where have you been?” she demanded, her voice sharp with worry and irritation.

“You missed the entire family gathering after the wedding, What’s going on?”

Miller slumped into a chair, tears streaming down his face. “I… I lost all