Chapter 333


    Chapter 333 In fact, Catelyn and George’s dinner had ended as soon as it started. Cedrick brought


    Catelyn to one of the restaurants he frequented and opened a bottle of red wine.


    Catelyn had drunk a bit of wine during the dinner with George, and she was aware that she was not


    much of a drinker, so she declined it at first. After the waiter’s introduction and exnation that the


    alcohol content was lower, she finally took one sip of it.


    The taste was sweet and was not at all bitter like most reds. It had a faint hint of fruity fragrance, and so


    she took a few more sips.


    Her attention was all on the wine and had missed out on Cedrick’s silent gaze.


    Little did she know that this wine was indeed low in alcohol content, but the after-effects were expected


    to be strong.


    Cedrick picked up a few business calls during dinner. Catelyn quietly cut the steak into pieces and sent


    them to his te.


    Cedrick noticed her gesture, and somehow his gaze was a little sharp. Catelyn pretended to have not


    noticed and wondered that if she really left Sapphire City with Miles, they probably would not ever cross


    paths again. Not sure why, but she was a little depressed at the thought.


    Catelyn then poured herself a ss of wine and gulped it down her throat. She could feel the bitter and


    warm liquid gliding down her esophagus.


    “One more bottle, please,” Catelyn ordered.


    The waiter came by but looked at Cedrick.


    “Give it to her,” Cedrick said.


    “Alright, please wait a moment.” The waiter then recorded the table number and promptly retrieved


    another bottle of the same wine.


    Catelyn got it uncorked, and one ss after another, she gulped the bottle down in an attempt to forget


    about her unhappy thoughts.


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    Cedrick did not stop her but even started drinking with her. “This is not strong enough. Would you like to


    change to another one?”


    Catelyn was already slightly tipsy by now. Her clear face was blushing, and her gaze was unable to


    focus. She tilted her head and looked at Cedrick. His lips were red, his teeth pearly white, and his eyes


    were calm. With the alcohol, he looked a little casual, unlike his usual self.


    “Yes, please.” Catelyn nodded her head firmly.


    After twenty minutes, Catelyn’s brain was entirely under the alcohol’s control, and the table was full of


    wine bottles.


    Catelyn finished herst sip and called for the check. She then stumbled her way out of the restaurant.


    She identally tripped on a chair on her way and felt the world spinning. She was about to hit


    the ground when a big palm caught her in time.


    “Careful.” Cedrick held her by her waist in his arms.


    Her cheek was on his chest, her hands fumbled around, trying to get hold of something, and she finally


    settled on grabbing his shirt.


    Yes, she was holding his shirt, not his coat.


    She reached out, grabbed his shirt from underneath his coat, and pulled it down. Cedrick was a little


    ufortable to be pulled like that, but he did not let go of her, instead, his lips were brushing against


    the back of her ear lightly. “You’re drunk. Let me find you a ce to rest.”


    The man’s voice and scent surrounded her, and she looked up to take a good look at his face.


    She could only see a ring of light re around his silhouette. His face was magnified in the warm light.


    She reached her hand out, attempting to stabilize his face by grabbing hold of his chin.