"Another glass!"
Emily pushed the empty glass forward and smiled brightly at the bartender.
This was already the third glass she had drunk.
Seeing this, Adele had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly held her hand and smiled at the little brother. "No need, no need. She has almost finished drinking."
If she continued to drink like this, she would probably go crazy from drinking.
"Adele, don't stop me. Just let me drink to my heart's content!"
As Emily spoke, she leaned her head on Adele's shoulder and suddenly babbled, "Tell me... why do I always think of Ben?"
In ten minutes, this was the fifth time Adele had heard her mention this name.
Adele lowered his head and pretended to be serious. "Emily, I have to say something. You obviously like her, why do you refuse?"
"Who likes him! I don't!"
"Why do you think he took advantage of me?" He didn't make it clear. What does he think I am? "Emily asked.