Chapter 57: 057. President Jones is really domineering_1

James Churchill's smile froze, and those big, bewitching eyes darkened for a moment.

His thin lips, hidden behind the rim of his glass, he glanced sideways at Elly Campbell, "Are you mad at me?"

"Coming to this kind of event without telling me, am I not supposed to be angry?"

Elly's voice was somewhat cold, the first time James had seen her speak to him with such an expression since he had known her.

He didn't know what Elly had just gone through, but he could sense the sadness and helplessness she bore within her anger.

"I'm sorry, Elly. I was wrong this time; I won't do it again."

His usually nonchalant demeanor faded, his captivating eyes intensely focused on Elly, brimming with deep affection and tenderness, which she couldn't see.

Elly didn't speak, continuing to drink from her glass, one after another without stopping.

"Elly, you've had a lot to drink, stop drinking."

"..."

Without a response, Elly kept drinking.