"Ms. Hubbard, he insulted me!" When Dalia saw Elizabeth, she immediately walked over and complained.
"Damn it. I like you, so I asked you to drink with me. What took you so long?" The drunk male customer shouted while lying down on the sofa with a bottle of whisky in his hand.
Seeing that, Elizabeth reached out her hand and pulled Dalia behind her. She patted her shoulder, comforted her, and then turned to look at the drunk customer.
"Sir, you're drunk. Lie down and rest, please. Please don't drink anymore."
"What? I'm not drunk. Come over here and lie down with me." As the man spoke, he suddenly sat up straight and reached out to grab Elizabeth's wrist.
When he grabbed her wrist, a disgusting feeling suddenly arose in Elizabeth's heart. She forcefully tried to escape, and warned him,
