"Behave yourself." Asher''s expression was cold and solemn, but his voice was hoarse.


    Arnold tilted his head. His eyes and smile were seductive, with a hint of intoxication. "No. Hehe."


    Justin''s good mood was evident. Having promised to make the rounds, he did not back out. After making a toast with everyone, he started a one-on-one drinkingpetition with Drew.


    He did not love drinking. But as Be''s man, he did not want his brothers-inw to think he was a coward.


    "Do you know my nickname in the underworld?" Drew draped his left arm over Justin''s shoulder, filling Justin''s ss with the bottle in his right hand. "They call me ''The Wine God''. I have never fallen, not even after a thousand drinks. I can drink for eight days a week. If youpete with me, I''m afraid you''ll disgrace the Salvador family."


    Justin looked down at his overflowing ss, his face unchanged, and lightly curled his thin lips. "Drew, in my experience, the one who raises a g is usually the first to fall. But don''t you worry. Since we''re drinking at home, no matter what happens, someone will take care of you."


    "I don''t need anyone to take care of me!" Drew''s eyes shed angrily. His stubbornness red up as he clinked sses fiercely with Justin, spilling wine everywhere. "I''ll chug mine! You do as you please!" Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Roza had Be pinned against the wall, her long, slightly arched eyes gleaming with mischievous insight.


    "Hmm? Master, why is your waist so soft? And why is it that your voice is a bit hoarse? What naughty things were you and Justin doing when you disappeared for so long? Hmm?" "Cough, cough..."


    Be''s face blushed a deep red as she hurriedly cleared her throat, her eyes darting around. "We... We didn''t do anything."


    It was all that wretched man''s fault! He knew exactly where her sensitive spots were, and yet, he relentlessly teased them, touching and caressing until she was a mess.


    In the end, her clothes were soaked and her makeup smeared. She had to rush to entertain the guests while he lookedposed and unbothered in his suit.


    It was so infuriating!


    "Come on, we''re all adults here.


    What''s there to be shy about?" Roza


    giggled, leaning closer to her ear. "But I didn''t expect you two to finish so quickly. Justin seems a bitcking in stamina. You should grill some oysters for himter. They''re great for boosting a man''s stamina!"


    Be nudged her lightly, quickly defending her man. "That''s not true! He is very strong..."


    Then, the two best friends shared whispers.


    "Wow, that''s intense!"


    "Shh! Keep it down!" Be hastily covered her mouth, her face flushing to the tips of her ears.


    Roza was her best friend, and they shared everything, even their most embarrassing secrets.


    "Well, well, Justin seems so pure, but he''s quite wild in private," Roza remarked, raising an eyebrow as she sipped her drink.


    "He... He wasn''t always like this." Be''s voice was soft and sweet, her palm rubbing her reddened cheek. "He needed some guidance."


    The two friends stood in silence for a moment. Roza pulled an exquisite cigarette case from her small bag, took out a slender cigarette, and ced it between her lips.


    Be asked, "You started smoking again?"Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    "It''s just a cigarette. Why do you


    make it sound like I''m a drug addict?" Rozaughed. The orange-red glow of the cigarette red and dimmed in the night the wisps of smoke enveloping her lightly troubled face.


    "Roza, have you been doing well


    lately? Has your family given you


    any trouble?" Be knew she was from the Walker family and understood the turmoil she faced, which made her worry for her friend.