Finally noticing Cora, Bob exclaimed, "What are you doing here, Cora? Burp—"
He suddenly breathed a large belch.
Cora never liked alcohol.
She used to take part in social dinners when she was an extra, but she did not have to once she became the heiress of the Levines, just as no one ever forced him to drink.
She in turn developed a distaste for alcohol and was naturally a little annoyed now.
"You know I hate alcohol, Bob. Why would you drink so much?" she asked a little angrily.
Bob was beaming nonetheless. "It's a rare occasion. I'll cut it down next time. Burp—"
"Come on." Cora pulled his arm, intent on taking him away.
"But I'm not done drinking." Bob refused to leave, even determined to drink more. "I'm beating Zoe tonight, or I'm staying forever!"
Cora refused to waste her breath with him and kept trying to pull him along, but he was not budding at all.
He was resolved to get drunk with Zoe, was he?!
Cora wheeled on Zoe right then, whose gaze looked unfocused—she must have drank a lot too.
"Zoe York," she said sternly. "I hope you won't drink with Bob anymore. He always gets sick afterward."
"You tell him that. It's his freedom who he wants to get drunk with—what's the point of telling me?" Zoe snorted.
She really did not want to ruin things for Bob and Cora, and she sincerely hoped that Bob would be happy.
And yet, she could not stand Cora's obviously accusive tone at all, and she was certainly emboldened with liquid courage!
Even if she would regret this to no end tomorrow, that was something to worry for tomorrow!
On the other hand, Cora was left stumped by Zoe's retort.
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