The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1111 Do You Think I Am a Young Child

But before she could speak, Waylon interrupted, "I will train her!"

Lily could only swallow her words back.

However, her face showed obvious displeasure.

In an instant, her suspicion and even hostility towards Doris deepened.

After a while, the dishes were served.

The dishes were all prepared by the hotel chefs hired by the Thomas family and made in the villa's kitchen.

In line with the Struyrian-style of the villa, the dishes were also representative of the Imperial Feast.

The drinks were already placed on the table early on, including white, red, and fruit juice.

"What would you like to drink?" Lily said with a hospitable tone to Doris, "Let's fill our glasses first."

"Well..." Doris wanted to say fruit juice, but she was afraid of making a mistake by drinking alcohol on this occasion.

However, Lily had already spoken, "How about we all drink white wine?"

"I agree," Daniel said, "After all, it's Grandma's birthday, and white wine is better."

Doris did not say anything.

Doris could drink. It just depended on the occasion and the person she was drinking with.

She looked at Waylon, hoping that he could say something to her.

But Waylon lowered his eyes as if he had not heard anything.

The small hope in Doris's heart was extinguished.

D*mn, is he trying to retaliate against me?

Is he ignoring me?

It seemed that today, Doris had to rely on herself.

"Pour the wine," Lily said to the young servant beside her.

The servant quickly removed the tag on the wine bottle, opened the bottle cap, and poured wine for each one.

It took about one-tenth liter to fill one exquisite crystal cup. After one round, more than three bottles of wine were consumed.

"Let's all raise our glasses together!" Lily made a landlord's speech, "Today is my grandmother's 80th birthday. Thank you all for coming!"

From her right-hand side to Doris's position, there were men and women of similar age.

They were probably close friends and relatives who often interacted with each other.

Everyone raised their glasses together and expressed wishes to bless Lily's grandma.

"Let's take three sips for the first toast, symbolizing the good opening. Does anyone have any objections?" Lily said.

No one from her right-hand side to Doris expressed any objections.

It seemed that everyone agreed.

Daniel also agreed.

"Mr. Waylon, what do you think?" Lily asked Waylon with a smile.

Waylon smiled faintly, "As you wish."

"Miss Doris." Lily looked at Doris again, "How about you?"

Doris looked at the almost full glasses and felt a little nervous.

Normally, she would not be afraid of these drinks as long as she was drinking with close friends, so she would not be afraid to say the wrong things or make a fool of herself.

But today, she could not guarantee what would happen if she got drunk.

She did not mind losing face, but Waylon could not afford to.

She did not do her work well today, and if she embarrassed herself by drinking too much, Waylon would probably strangle her.

Lily saw that Doris was in a difficult situation and smiled, "Miss Doris, are you scared? You can have a drink. By the way, should I ask the kitchen to bring you some hot milk?"

It was a blatant mockery.

Hot milk? They treated Doris like a child.