I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 180

If he got drunk and started acting out, she wouldn't be able to handle him.

"Give me the glass," Jareth ordered.

"No."

His eyes, hazy with alcohol, narrowed. Before Niamh could move away, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down onto his lap.

"Mr. Bragg, what are you doing?" she cried, flustered. He was terrifying when he was drunk, especially the way he was looking at her.

Jareth leaned in, his gaze fixed on her. "Ms. Lynn, if the father of your quadruplets suddenly showed up one day, would you get back together with him?"

Niamh laughed. "Mr. Bragg, that's impossible."

"Would you or wouldn't you?"

"I'm saying, it's impossible for him to show up," she replied. The man had been dead asleep when she left that night; he probably didn't even know what she looked like. Even if he did, if he’d wanted to find her, he would have done it five years ago.

"But what if he did find you?" Jareth pressed, his deep eyes boring into hers.

Niamh continued to smile. "Mr. Bragg, it's not going to happen. Why would he wait five years to show up? Where was he before? So, your 'what if' will always be just a 'what if.' Let's not ask these kinds of pointless questions anymore, okay?"

She had no idea why he was so fixated on this.

"Niamh, be serious," Jareth snapped, angered by her dismissive attitude.

Niamh’s smile vanished. She met his gaze and said firmly, "Fine, Mr. Bragg. I'll give you a serious answer. If that man ever appeared, I would absolutely not get back together with him. And he would never be allowed near my children."

Jareth shoved her off his lap and onto the sofa. He grabbed the glass from her hand and poured himself another drink.

Niamh waited expectantly.

"Niamh, it's better not to pry into other people's affairs," he snarled after downing the drink.

She flinched, then shrugged. "Fine."

"Mr. Bragg," she said, standing up, "I'm going to the restroom."

When she returned, Jareth was passed out on the sofa, a drunken mess.

Niamh stared at him, exasperated. “You must be the only person on earth,” she thought, “who can get themselves this drunk in under half an hour.”