Lisa downed three consecutive glasses of wine, noticing that Violet was still holding her glass. Violet pretending to be composed. “Oh… Mrs. Crawford, you’re so generous!” she exclaimed, feigning surprise. “I didn’t expect this at all! How rude of me, I apologize!”

As she spoke, Violet personally came over to pour Lisa another drink.

Lisa stared at her, fully aware of her intentions.

She may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but she wasn’t foolish either!

Lisa extended her hand, signaling Violet to pour.

Finally, after Lisa had consumed four glasses of wine, Violet reluctantly took a sip.

Lilly shook her head discreetly while eating.

This auntie, she thought to herself, is truly…

For a brief moment, Lilly felt sympathy for Violet.

Aunt Lisa is impossible to get drunk!

Violet had a smile on her face as she praised Lisa repeatedly. Watching Lisa drink glass after glass, a sneer formed in Violet’s heart.

Foolishness truly begets foolishness.

She was easily manipulated into drinking ten glasses of wine.

Although Violet had to accompany Lisa in the process, she had only consumed five glasses herself!

Violet started to feel a bit lightheaded, but she didn’t think it was a big deal. She had never been drunk before and believed she would be fine now.

Finally, Lisa put down her glass, and Violet, feeling a bit unsteady on her feet, returned to her seat.

Anthony brought over a glass of warm water and asked with concern, “Are you okay?”

Lisa revealed her ten pearly white teeth and replied, “I’m fine! It’s delicious!”

a mix of frustration and helplessness. He patted

seemed fine, he was concerned about the excessive

sober up faster—Anthony had witnessed Lisa’s

gesture towards Lisa, feeling a pang

few glasses, but she foolishly remarked, “Mr. Anthony is

was

a piece of roast duck, accidentally dropped his fork. He quickly picked it up and put it back in the bowl, looking at Violet

immediately realized

was that their

already

have to talk to Violet later. If she had any intentions toward Anthony, he would

quickly stood up to ease the awkwardness. “Mr. Anthony, I propose a toast! Thank you for your

picked up his

The atmosphere eased momentarily.

back down,

out directly, intending to take the white

had been drinking red

whiff of the aroma of the white wine, which seemed even more delightful than the red

expensive

be missing out if she didn’t

treat them. Not a drop should go to

“No more drinking,” he reprimanded. “It’s

drink. I’ll accompany her. It’s fine, Mr. Anthony. Let’s all have

now fully

dared to reach for the bottle of

and took the initiative to drink first. “Mrs. Crawford, I toast to

his forehead, giving Lilly a

“If

silent

Violet was secretly sneering in her heart: Hmph, fools are

so many glasses consumed. This time, she will be the one

said, “Mrs. Crawford, how did you win over Mr. Anthony? So many people pursued

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