Viola sighed.
She came to her senses and drank the entire bottle of red wine without awareness.
Seeing that she was about to open another bottle, Jimmy hurriedly stopped her. "Ms. Zumthor, ever since you drank too much last time and injured your stomach, the doctor said that you could only drink a little. You are not allowed to drink too much."
"It's just two bottles. Besides, I won't get drunk."
Jimmy sighed, "Ms. Zumthor, have you forgotten that you could not drink as much as before since last time?"
Viola was stopped twice and got a little annoyed, so she simply pushed away all the wine bottles in front of her. "Boring. I don't like it! Take them away!"
She crossed her hands and closed her eyes to sleep in a bad mood.
Jimmy giggled as he comforted her. He gave the other bodyguards a glimpse, and soon, Viola's small table was cleaned up completely.
By the time the plane reached Salt Lake City, it was already night.