Chapter 129: A Miscalculation
"Watch your step." Isabella Gomez supported him, but they didn't avoid the scattered wine bottles. With a clatter, all the bottles rolled down.
Oddly enough, no wine spilled out of the bottles.
Logically, after heavy drinking, one would lose self-control, and the scattered bottles would spill wine everywhere. How could they be so empty?
Isabella Gomez was stunned for a moment, picked up one of the bottles, and shook it hard, but not a single drop of wine came out.
Looking at Jonathan Sanders, although his collar was pulled open, his clothes were wrinkle-free, just as usual, with his shirt meticulously buttoned.
Isabella Gomez stared at him for a few seconds, leaned in, and sniffed carefully. There was a smell of alcohol, but it wasn't strong. If he had r
