Chapter 1011:

“Yes.” Ernest’s deep voice was calm yet firm. “Trust me. It’s just us here. Remember, today’s your birthday—we should be celebrating.”

Slowly, Elissa’s panic subsided, though her cheeks still bore the tracks of her tears. She was so overwhelmed that she barely noticed Ernest had been holding her hand all along. Yet, instinctively, she held his hand tighter, seeking comfort in his touch.

Seeing Elissa was still unsettled, Ernest guided her to a seat. After a moment of thought, he decided to pour her a glass of whiskey. He believed it might calm her nerves faster than red wine.

Ernest handed her the glass. “Here, take a sip. It will help you feel better.”

“Oh, okay…” Elissa nodded, collecting the glass with her trembling hands, and began to sip the drink slowly.

She made a slight face as the flavor hit her. “It’s quite strong.”

“Yes,” Ernest nodded. “It’s definitely stronger than red wine…” Seeing her reaction, he quickly added, “If it’s too much, you don’t have to drink it.”

“It’s fine.” Elissa shook her head, gripping the glass firmly. “I can handle it.”

With a few more sips, she felt her shaking begin to subside.

Seeing her gradually relax, Ernest encouraged, “Drink a little more if it helps, but there’s no need to push yourself.”

She nodded. “Okay.”

accustomed to drinking red wine, a glass of whiskey should not be too overwhelming

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to take this call,” Ernest

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Quentin sought his advice on a couple of issues, asking pointed

Ernest returned to find Elissa slumped on the sofa, her head drooping as though

squatted in front of her, and gently tapped her shoulder.

no

“I think it’s time for bed. I’ll help

he got no

“Should I carry you?”

to lift her. However, as he moved to

his heart and his eyes darted around anxiously.

I ever mention I was sleeping? It’s my birthday—I haven’t even blown out the candles or sung the birthday

hazy look and relaxed attitude were clear signs that the

a weak smile. “Elissa, you’ve had too much to

Elissa responded with a frown, her lips puckering in mock displeasure. “I’m

“Don’t believe me? Watch me walk in a straight line to show you I’m

“Elissa.”

Elissa had

said she wanted to walk a straight

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