A silence fell over Horace, leaving him momentarily speechless.

Kira's smile was mischievous. "What? Worried your wife will discover us?"

Horace said nothing and just continued guiding her forward.

"I'm feeling a bit woozy. Could you help me walk?" Kira asked, her voice soft. Seemingly affected by the drinks, she leaned on Horace for support.

Contrary to what Horace had expected, Kira didn't resist but allowed him to help her down from the rooftop.