Elyseen shifted uncomfortably in his chair. He didn't like seeing the interactions between Brynlee and Antonio. Brynlee's face started to turn red. He knew Brynlee was starting to get drunk, but Antonio kept filling her empty glass with brandy or scotch.
Elyseen pushed the b***h's hands away from his chest and thighs and bent down to pour scotch into his glass. Danny tried to give him an almond, but he brushed it off and told her to keep her hands away from his thighs. Especially his crotch.
“We have been business partners since one year ago. Brynlee is an accomplished chef. She's the best graduate of the culinary arts college in New York."
"Oh, don't praise me too much, Antonio," Brynlee giggled.
The liquor began to work on her body. She felt her body was very light, and she needed to
