A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1283

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1283

Everyone agreed instantly. Even Helen also lifted her wine glass toward Hannah.

Hannah pursed her lips in embarrassment. She drank quite a lot earlier on and was worried that she would be drunk if she continued on. Snippets of her funny moments when she was drunk previously flashed across her mind. My goodness! It was so embarrassing! If I get drunk again…

“Hannah, come on! Everyone is waiting for you!” Helen sensed her sister’s hesitation and urged her.

“Ah! A-alright!” Hannah had no choice, but to lift up her wine glass so as not to disappoint the others.

Fabian knitted his brows when he caught a glimpse of the bitterness on Hannah’s face. Nevertheless, he still lifted his wine glass and clanked glass with them before finishing his wine in one gulp.

“Enough, Hannah gets drunk easily. She can’t drink anymore!” he said firmly after finishing his wine.

Upon hearing his words, Hannah gave him a glance of gratitude.

“Oh! So sweet! Fabian, you have really changed a lot after getting married. I never expect that you’ll be so caring to anyone. I’ve never seen you show any concern to me, buddy,” pouting, Luther grumbled jokingly at Fabian.

In an instant, Fabian shot him a warning glance. Intimidated by the profound coldness in his eyes, Luther shuddered and switched topics instantaneously to appease him. “Alright. Don’t drink anymore. Ah! Let’s sing.”

On the other hand, Jaxon had just reached the private room.

“Mr. Dane, please come in,” Yvette put on an attractive smile and welcomed Jaxon.

With a puzzled look, Jaxon asked Yvette curiously, “Ms. Tanner, do you have anything to discuss with me?’

Jaxon had no clue at all. Yvette had just sent him a seductive woman a while ago, requesting him to help guide her in her career advancement. Now she asked me to come over again? Maybe she wants to sell herself this round? If that was the case, he would not mind at all. In fact, Yvette was even more gorgeous than the woman who had a passionate session with him earlier.

“Mr. Dane, just take a seat first.” Leaning against the sofa with her legs crossed, Lyna said casually.