CHAPTER 663 A DINNER PARTY (2) I’M NOT DRUNK

Chapter 663 A Dinner Party (2) I’m Not Drunk

Susan and Manuel were warmly greeted as they entered the room, and they were invited to sit at the

head table. Many people paid them compliment, and Manuel also responded to them with polite words.

The atmosphere was cheerful throughout the dinner. The wine was served before everyone started to

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Susan could handle them at the moment and drank with great ease. But Manuel flushed a lot after he

had a few cups of liquor.

Since she had promised her father, she would do her duty in exchange for the expensive bag limited

edition she wanted. She couldn't resist the temptation of a limited edition.

She took her cup, and said to a man who wanted to toast Manuel, "Manuel has little capacity for liquor.

Let me drink for him, and let him take a break."

Manuel took a look at Susan.

The man knew about Susan, of course. He couldn't disregard Susan's sensibilities, then he said, "I

didn't expect you to stick up so much for Manuel. Frankly, it's my honour to drink with you. Bottoms up!"

He drank up as he said.

Susan also drank up delightedly. Then, others also proposed toasts to Susan directly, and Susan didn't

reject them. Meanwhile, Manuel was talking with an officer of the city hall, with a few drinks

occasionally.

It was a merry and cheerful feast. But Manuel pulled Susan off her seat all at once. Susan was

dumbfounded and was taken away by Manuel before she reacted. Few people noticed them, as many

people were drunk at the moment. They only thought Susan and Manuel went to the toilet.

Actually, Susan was taken to the toilet.

Susan pushed Manuel away, rubbed her wrist, and said, "I don't use the toilet."

"You don't need to drink so much," Manuel said seriously.

"But I'm not drunk," Susan said after a glance at Manuel. Then she turned to the toilet table and

gargled her mouth. The gargle made her stomach heave, and she couldn't help retching, just vomiting

up nothing.

Manuel was just looking at her. Susan felt a bit embarrassed at the moment.

"I'm not drunk."

"You don't need to drink with everyone. Most of them curried favour with Phillips Bank, and they

couldn't have any complaints about you if you rejected their toasts. The only man we should give a face

to is the officer of the city hall. He can't carry his drink, and I can handle him." Manuel said.

Susan cast a glance at him. She thought, "Are you telling me how to do my job? Why didn't you tell me

that before dinner? Shit!"

Manuel read her mind, after all, Susan always showed the expressions on her face.

"Take a break, and go back later." Manuel intended to walk away after his words.

Susan looked at his figure, remembered something suddenly, and hurried forward. Not noticing the wet

floor, she slipped and was to go headfirst down.