Eugene moved the wine glass in front of him and interrupted, “Wait a minute. I need to tell you something first.” Putting down his wine glass, Hayes replied, “Sure. Go ahead.”
Eugene suggested, “Let’s talk inside.” He then got up and entered the inner room. Azalea’s gaze followed them.
Meanwhile, Christoff wondered why the two left to talk privately. When he grabbed the wine glass in front of him, Olivia stopped him and reminded him, “Don’t drink too much. I’m not going to carry you back to the car if you’re drunk.”
Hearing that, he couldn’t help feeling like he was on cloud nine. The moment he was about to say something, Olivia stared at the glass with a poker face. Getting the hint, he placed the glass on the table and complied, “Okay.”
Olivia first glanced at the surveillance camera before turning to Azalea, who was looking at the door to the inner room. “Princess Azalea, why don’t you bring them some grapes? They just drank wine. Grapes help in curing hangovers.”
“Sure. Are you guys not going to have some?” asked Azalea.
“No, thanks. You can bring it to them. The King is in there, after all, answered Olivia.
Azalea responded, “Okay.” After that, she stood. up and went into the room with the plate of grapes, which was previously placed on the
table.
As soon as she left, Olivia turned her back to the surveillance camera, replaced all the wine in their glasses with the original red wine, and poured their treasured red wine into the mat under the couch.
Watching Olivia getting busy, Christoff suddenly panicked. “What’s wrong?” Olivia shushed him and lowered her voice. “The drink has been drugged. Help me out. Hurry.”
Hearing that, Christoff hurriedly joined in. The two of them had just finished swapping the wine when Azalea came out of the room. Seeing that, Olivia slammed Christoff’s head on the table as they both pretended to pass out.
Azalea’s eyes wavered a little as she stood on the spot for a long time as if musing to herself. First, she observed the couple lying on the table, and then glanced at the wine bottle her father asked to send over. Her heart almost threatened to leap out of her throat as she suddenly panicked. She knew that the reason her father drugged them was to help her.
She didn’t want to be an accomplice to her father’s conspiracy, but she was desperate to have Eugene. It had been six long years….
Thinking of that, she no longer resisted the temptation and eventually walked to the table and grabbed the bottle of precious wine.
“Hayes, Eugene,” she greeted with a smile. Spotting the wine bottle in her hands, Eugene inquired, “What’s up?”
Azalea responded with a gentle smile, “Nothing. I just wanted to pour you some wine. This is something my father treasures so much. You should try it too.” While saying that, she poured them each a glass. Eugene grew suspicious now. “What about Mr. Stevenson and his girlfriend?”
Without a shift in her expression, she responded, “They’re drinking out there.” Eugene was skeptical of her words. Didn’t the woman say that it was bad to drink? Why did she drink it all of a sudden? Was there nothing wrong with the wine?
Just then, Hayes raised his glass. “Cheers, Eugene.” Eugene took a sip cautiously, and although he had never tasted the so-called treasured red wine, he could tell it tasted the same as any ordinary red wine he had before.
The wine had been replaced, and who else could have done that besides the couple outside? But why did they swap the wine?
While he hesitated, Azalea felt her heart pounding violently. Why isn’t he drinking? What is he thinking? Did he find out something unusual?
“W-What’s wrong?” After taking a look at Azalea, Eugene downed the wine in one shot.
