After secretly drinking with Eleanor Sterling, Stella Hawthorne brought the last cocktail into the private room and asked, "Who ordered the cocktail?"
Seth Sullivan immediately spoke up, "I ordered it, only one came?"
Stella discreetly winked at Eleanor Sterling, a little secret only the two of them knew.
She looked innocent and said, "What? I don’t know. I saw the waiter at the door, so I just brought it in."
To shake off suspicion, Stella even asked, "Can I drink it?"
Seth Sullivan did not stop her, pushing it in front of Stella Hawthorne, "Then you drink it."
Silas Hawthorne’s eyes darkened as he directly picked up the cocktail, "No drinking."
"Brother, you’re too bossy!" Stella feigned discontent and humph.
She secretly laughed inwardly.
She knew her brother would keep her from drinking, but thankfully she had secretly drunk outside earlier.
To prevent Stella from thinking about it, Silas handed the cocktail to Xander Lawson, saying, "Drink it."
Xander Lawson took it without a word, then drank it in one gulp.
Eleanor Sterling watched Silas Hawthorne keep tabs on Stella, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.
Though he was controlling Stella, it was also a show of care. She had never had sibling affection from an early age and had no blood relation with Faye Sterling, only endless jealousy and framing.
Seeing Eleanor Sterling staring at Silas Hawthorne in a daze, Alaric Faulkner discontentedly wrapped his arm around her waist.
A deep voice sounded beside her ear, "What are you looking at? Looking at other men right in front of me?"
Eleanor Sterling withdrew her gaze, looking at the man who seemed to have knocked over a jar of jealousy, with an expression of helplessness.
After sitting for a while, Stella Hawthorne was the first to react. Her face flushed with red, and her eyes turned hazy.
How could Silas Hawthorne not understand what was going on with her?
Fearing that the drink Seth Sullivan ordered had been secretly drunk by her, now she’s drunk.
"Stella!" he called out discontentedly.
Eleanor Sterling immediately stepped in, "Mr. Hawthorne, I saw Stella wanting to taste it earlier, so I let her. Don’t blame her."
How could Silas Hawthorne dare to blame Eleanor Sterling? He sighed and said to Xander Lawson, "Take Stella back to the dorm."
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Upon hearing that Eleanor Sterling had also drunk, Alaric Faulkner furrowed his brow, asking, "You’re drunk too?"
Eleanor Sterling laughed, "How could I be? Just one glass, is my alcohol tolerance that bad?"
Although saying so, Eleanor Sterling still felt a bit dizzy and slightly hot.
Alaric Faulkner helped her up, "I’ll take her back first. You guys have fun."
Seth Sullivan looked displeased, "Really? Leaving already? We finally got together."
Alaric Faulkner ignored him, wrapping his arm around Eleanor Sterling’s waist as he walked out.
Just now she hadn’t realized she was drunk, but upon standing, Eleanor Sterling felt light-headed, needing to lean against Alaric Faulkner.
Her... her alcohol tolerance, when had it become so bad?
Alaric Faulkner held her, his dark eyes showing some helplessness.
Little greedy cat, can’t drink yet always wants to sneak a drink.
At that moment, Faye Sterling suddenly stumbled out from the side.
Seeing Faye Sterling hadn’t left yet, Alaric Faulkner furrowed his brow.
"I need to talk to you about Eleanor Sterling. Can you come with me?"
Alaric Faulkner remained expressionless, "Say it here."
"No, I need to speak alone," Faye Sterling insisted.
Alaric Faulkner thought for a moment, then said to Eleanor Sterling softly, "You go back to the room first, I’ll come find you later."
Eleanor Sterling’s brain felt like it was filled with fuzz, merely nodding absentmindedly.
Alaric Faulkner walked to the side, and Eleanor Sterling tried to support herself, intending to walk back, only to find her steps increasingly unsteady.
She underestimated her level of drunkenness.