The members of the Sorrento family were simple and honest. They wouldn't beat around the bush. They did not harbor any ill intentions when they wished Sam luck in his relationship. He had only a few cousins, so they were tight.

The guys were plastered by the end of the day, but they were still making merry as it was a special occasion.

Sam still had his last bit of consciousness, but he was light-headed and could barely stand up straight.

Emma came over and pinched his ear. "Sam, are you alright? You're not drunk, are you? I don't know how things are over at Ollie's side. I'll go and check on her."

Sam nodded. After which, he glanced at his father, who was beside him.

Marcus was already dead drunk, lying on the table, motionless.

"Sam, we've booked a few rooms. Why don't you take Uncle Marcus up."

Sam thought it wasn't good to let his father lie there, so he nodded and brought him upstairs.

By the time he headed back to the reception, he felt even dizzier but continued to walk forward to find Olivia and Emma.

Halfway, he saw Emma jogging toward him.

Sam stopped in his tracks.

He had a stranger foreboding.

"Oh goodness, where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere."

"Dad's drunk, so I brought him upstairs."

"What?" Hearing that, Emma became furious. "This geezer still likes his liquor. I already told him not to drink so much. How maddening. Forget it. I'll let it slide this time. How's he doing? How drunk is he? I'll go check on him."

Emma wanted to leave as soon as Sam told her the room number, but he grabbed her arm with pursed lips and asked, "Mom, where's Ollie?"

dear me, how

Sam said in

drunk. You better go and take a

did not expect her future daughter-in-law to act so when drunk. She waved her hands and said, "Go and look for her. I'll check on your dad." She thought it

drunk. Not only was she talking gibberish as she had her arms

Then, right now, she...

Sam's breathing became heavier, and he strode

her, so they had two of the male cousins of the Sorrento family, who were around the ages of 16 or

are you? How come you're so good-looking? Let me find

where they were only beginning

already felt

she was a sight

and soft

eyes,

However, who would've thought

Olivia would

and flirt

take long for the two boys

worry; I have good taste. I will definitely find you a lovely girlfriend, or perhaps you

crimsoned and

lovely type? How about the domineering type? Or do you want someone like me?" Even their ears were flushed, loss

felt a sudden grip on her wrist. She turned her head and

"Huh?"

tilted her head slightly and wanted to

experienced it

her a

He pulled her to his

it at her waist, then carried her

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