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!”

mix of frustration and helplessness. He patted

the excessive alcohol

faster—Anthony had witnessed Lisa’s remarkable digestive capacity in the past year

gesture towards Lisa, feeling a

but she foolishly remarked, “Mr. Anthony

was

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

somewhat intoxicated, immediately realized

meant was that their relationship is truly admirable. I hope to find someone like that in

he had already made some guesses

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

awkwardness. “Mr. Anthony, I propose a toast! Thank you

picked up his

The atmosphere eased momentarily.

sat back down, Lisa

out directly, intending to take the white wine from David’s

been drinking red wine

of the aroma of the white wine,

was more expensive than red wine… she

would be missing out if she

spent money to treat them. Not a drop should go

hand. “No more drinking,” he reprimanded. “It’s impolite to drink

wants to drink. I’ll accompany her. It’s

was now fully

the bottle of white wine and poured

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

forehead, giving Lilly a look as if to say,

said, “If you’re not

fell silent once

was secretly sneering in her heart:

glasses consumed. This time, she

Crawford, how did you win over Mr. Anthony? So

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