Regina wasn’t accustomed to drinking, but she carried a certain apprehension towards alcohol. However, seeing that each glass on the cart held only a couple of sips, she didn’t feel the need to be cautious.
Within two minutes, Regina had easily finished ten glasses. Dylan, watching her drink with such ease, wore a satisfied smile.
Picking up the eleventh glass, Regina, feeling no trace of intoxication, raised it towards Dylan. “Now, Mr. Miller, you have to keep your word.”
Dylan, arms crossed, leaned against the vanity table, watching her with amusement. “Drink.”
Ella, standing beside the drinks trolley, observed Regina downing glass after glass, a smirk playing on her lips. Her voice, sweet yet laced with sarcasm, echoed, “Dylan, you’re in such high spirits. Regina, you better seize t
