Chapter 1306
Preston held his nose and walked over, kicking the heavily drunk Anthony with his foot.
“My sister and Dylan from the Lawrence pack have a connection. While you’re here drinking, why don’t
you find a way to bring her back?”
Anthony, half drunk and half awake, opened his blurry eyes. In his hazy vision, he saw Preston’s
disgusted expression.
“So this is how drunk people smell. I should drink less from
now on…”
After muttering a few words, Preston kicked Anthony again.
“I’m talking to you, can’t you hear me?”
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“Dylan from the Lawrence pack…”
Preston reached for a clean wine glass, poured some red wine
into it, took a few sips, and then replied.
shy to even look up. Most likely, she’s taken a liking to him.”
As a member of the Lawrence pack, Anthony naturally understood.
“They seem well-matched.”
After speaking, Preston picked up the bottle again and poured a full glass of wine into the tall glass.
Seeing him tilt his head back and down the entire glass, Preston felt a bit sympathetic and took the
glass from his hand.
“You’re just giving up like this?”
Anthony raised his index finger, wiped the liquid off the corner of his lips, and smiled.
“Aren’t you giving up too?”
This rhetorical question made Preston’s hand holding the glass come to a halt.
The two sympathetic souls stared at each other for a few
seconds. Then, with a snap, Preston placed the glass on the
bar counter.
business.”
Preston put his hands in his pockets and turned around to
leave.
Anthony still had no reaction and continued drinking.
However, the liquor he swallowed tasted much more bitter
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After seeing Dylan, Griffon returned to Blue Bay Island. Taya was teaching Grace her homework. When
she saw him return, she quickly approached to take his coat off.
“How did it go?”
Taya handed the coat to a nearby servant, stood on her tiptoes, and helped him untie his shirt and
remove his tie. Her
caring actions made Griffon unable to resist giving her a kiss.
Grace, who was leaning on the table and writing, saw this and covered her eyes with her chubby little
hand. After covering them, she deliberately left a small gap to continue peeking.
“Grace, go back to your own room.”
Griffon raised his chin towards her.
In a grumpy tone, Grace muttered, “I really hate you…”
Although she said she hated him, she picked up her homework and ran to her own room.