Chapter 2022 The man apanying ine tried to mediate.


    “Miss Fowler, please —" But Cecilia countered, “Wasn''t this her idea?” She nced around the room, smiling, “Or does anyone want to see me finish these three sses?” No one dared challenge Cecilia, leaving ine cornered.


    The man turned to ine, trying to keep hisposure.


    “ine, you acted without thinking. It''s your turn to drink up for Mr. Evans.” Eyes teary, ine protested, “Why should 12” Cecilia set the ss down, asserting, “Because I am a Fowler.” Without another word, she exited, the remnants of the drink swaying in the ss.


    Mark chuckled softly.


    “Pardon me." “Mr. Evans.” ine''s voice halted him.


    Pausing, Mark responded coolly, “Miss Shaw, one important lesson in life is to learn one’s limits.” He departed soon after, leaving a hushed room behind.


    A voice broke the silence.


    “Just one drink should suffice.” But the liquor, a reminder of Cecilia''s bold move, tasted especially sharp.


    ine had made her mark in the entertainment world, and with Chandler''s support, she acted with authority. This incident, however, had deeply humbled her.


    Her eyes held a sorrowful tint.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    That night, someone had offered to help ine, but pride kept her from epting.


    Cecilia hurried on.


    Mark had to pick up his pace to keep up. He chuckled, grabbing the edge of her dress.


    “You sure move quickly in those heels.”