A few drop of sweat streamed down from Lillie's pale cheeks. Ethan, who reluctantly stuck to her plan, pretend to leave to fetch her a glass of water.
On a lone table, Yang Hui twirled her champagne glass in boredom. The hawk-like eyes that observed Lillie and Ethan glinted when she saw Ethan stood up to leave.
Her eyes did not escaped Lillie's flustered face.
It seems the drug was working.
Yang Hui stood up and, once again, approached Lillie.
"Oh my, Thea, you don't look well." She said in feigned concern.
Hearing her nickname 'Thea' being spoken by someone like her irked Lillie greatly.
"I might've had too much champagne." Lillie replied with a weak tone as she massaged her 'aching' head.
Yang Hui hid her malicious smirk with a frown. "That's not good. How about you rest first?"