Chapter: 1180

Her eyes met his in a silent plea.

Brian remained nonchalant, holding wine with his left hand while his right hand soothingly massaged her leg.

His poised demeanor exuded the refinement of a gentleman, skillfully concealing his discreet actions under the table.

A blush spread across Rosalynn’s cheeks as she pinched his hand, urging him to cease his movements.

A smile tugged at Brian’s lips as he clinked glasses with Calvert.

“When did Barlow come?”

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“To visit me.”

grandfather using innocuous questions, and

harbored a grudge against

was in trouble due

meal lasted

consuming a bottle of whisky, they

kinds of

was so inebriated that his eyes

usual self, but anyone who knew him well could tell he

you can’t drink anymore. Let’s get you some

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