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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 237

Marcus quickly figured it out, helped Olivia to a seat, then smilingly ordered food and wine.

Dennis, always quiet, sat beside me expressionless, chatting lightly with Mario beside him.

Marcus stood up with a glass of wine in his hand and looked at me, “Clara, here’s a toast. I was reckless before, and I will correct it.”

With that, he looked up and drank the wine. I looked at Dennis. He looked calm, not showing any emotion.

Mario looked at me and paused. “We’ve made it a rule to drink ten drinks and apologize if we make a mistake.”

As I looked at the ten glasses of wine that Marcus had already poured, I remembered that I had done something similar before.

Except I was the one who gave Marcus the drink.

I couldn’t help but laugh, why did these people want to do this? Ten drinks was fine for a good drinker, but for those who couldn’t hold their liquor or had a bad stomach, it could kill them.

When Marcus took his second drink, I jumped to my feet, looked him in the eye and said, “If it wasn’t for dinner, I’d be leaving.”

“Clara, what do you mean? Have you no manners?” Olivia, probably already angry, stood up and said to me when I wanted to leave.

She looked at me angrily and said, “Marcus had apologized to you. Don’t you have parents to teach you how to behave? You want them all to fall apart to make you happy, don't you?”

I could not help frowning, calmly looking at her excited face said, “So are you defending him, or are you just venting your feelings?”

“What…”

I didn’t give her a chance to speak. I just said plainly, “I don’t have parents, so I don’t know what my parents would teach me. But, Miss Pearson, if you have parents, they probably taught you that it's not good manners to meddle in other people's business.”

“Clara, are you saying I have no manners?” Hearing my words, Olivia said, looking aggrieved at Dennis, “Dennis, are you just gonna let your wife bully me like that?”

Dennis frowned and gave her a cold, silent look, obviously thinking she was treating everyone else like a fool.

Marcus looked at Olivia and said, “Olivia, stop it. You stay out of this.”

“Why can’t I be involved? This is a rule that was made when Calvin was around, and I was there, too, so why can’t I be a part of it?”

“There’s no rule about who gets to meddle, Olivia, don’t you know that?” Mario said. His eyes were cold and slightly irritated.

Olivia froze, then burst into tears.

I got upset and looked at Marcus and said, “I don’t know how the rules used to work between you guys.

Your apology has been accepted. Thank you for the treat. Alcohol is not necessary. Now that you’ve apologized, there’s no need to do it this way.”

After a pause, I continued, “Everyone has their own way of dealing with things. You have your rules and I have my own opinions, so you don’t have to drink.”

Marcus froze and looked at Dennis with a puzzled look.

Dennis, who had been silent, got up and looked at Marcus and said, “Since Clara says it’s all right, we’ll have it her way. It’s too late tonight and she’s tired. Let’s get together another time.”

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