Fluffy Zane wanted to refuse, but he had already downed a glass decisively and neatly.
William Guillen stood by her side, hooked the corner of his mouth into a smile, "President Hart, I’ll drink with you."
"Is Young Master Guillen feeling sorry for Miss Zane?" The person called President Hart started to laugh, his face full of ambiguity.
Fluffy Zane pressed the corner of her lips, raised her hand to take a glass of red wine from the waiter’s tray.
She raised her wine glass and gestured to President Hart, "President Hart, I’ll accompany you for a drink."
Having said this, she downed it in one gulp.
Seeing her action, William Guillen frowned hard, was she crazy?
Since it had already begun, there was no need for Fluffy Zane to stop.
Wherever William Guillen was, became the focus of the whole crowd, and people came forward one after another to toast.
Not only to William Guillen, but also to her standing beside him.
Fluffy Zane did not reject anyone, clearly showing a stance to drink to the limit.
"Fluffy, drink less." William Guillen couldn’t take it anymore, and whispered to her from the side.
What she’s drinking is wine, not water; who drinks wine like this as if they have nothing to lose?
Fluffy Zane wiped the red wine escaping from the corner of her lips, her face flushed red, and said, "I have a good grasp."
A good grasp?
He saw that she didn’t have any grasp at all!
Not only that, but she was going mad!
Fluffy Zane was determined to drink, William Guillen couldn’t stop her, and it wasn’t until she was slightly tipsy that William Guillen called for his secretary.
"Take her back to my room, then you can go."
The secretary had come with him tonight for the social gathering, and most of the work talk had already been finished, so the secretary wanted to go back to rest early.
Receiving this mission, the secretary gladly agreed, supporting the drunken Fluffy Zane.
"President, rest assured, I will send Miss Zane upstairs right now."
William Guillen chuckled lightly, patting Fluffy Zane’s cheek stained with a red glow, "Head up first, I’ll come back when I’m done socializing."
Fluffy Zane responded in a daze, not knowing if she had heard it or not, as William Guillen raised his hand to signal the secretary to help her upstairs.
It wasn’t until past one in the early morning that the banquet finally ended.
William Guillen, drunk like a muddy mess, was helped upstairs and back to his suite.
In the late and quiet night, the drunken Fluffy Zane lay limp on the bed~, without a bit of strength.
Who knew how long had passed, a burst of heat surged from deep within her body.
She squirmed restlessly on the bed~, low moans spilling from her lips.
In the darkness, a strong figure pressed down, she raised both hands to shove a couple of times, but she couldn’t withstand the man’s strong force and was finally overpowered.
......
Early the next day, William Guillen was awakened by the noise.
The sound of shutters and chaotic voices were unceasing.
William Guillen sat up, his head hurting as if it would explode due to the hangover.
He rubbed his head with one hand, his handsome face painfully pale, he looked around and didn’t see any trace of Fluffy Zane.
Had she left?
The corridor outside was truly noisy, and his morning temper was already not small, so being awakened made him even angrier.
He threw back the quilt and got out of bed, striding to the suite door, and yanked it open forcefully.
The scene outside the door made his blood run cold—
"Young Master Moore, what is your relationship with Miss Zane?"
"Young Master Moore, are you and Miss Zane in a relationship with marriage as the premise?"
"It’s said Mrs. Moore has long wanted a grandson, will Young Master Moore fulfill Mrs. Moore’s wish?"
"Miss Zane, have you already abandoned Young Master Guillen and got together with Young Master Moore?"