Chapter 920 Coming (2)

Debbie lowered her head and tried to eat the food in her bowl. Hearing Allan's voice, she frowned and picked out the most disgusting coriander in the nearest dish and put it into his bowl. She said with a bad smile, "Don't talk too much. Eat your food."

Allan knew that he was disliked, so he picked up the coriander in disgust and watched the woman eating calmly.

She was too calm now. She shouldn't have been so calm, which made him feel more and more uneasy.

Allan pushed her shoulder and said in a worried tone, "If you are not happy, can you tell me directly? It's not good for your health if you keep holding it?"

Humph, what was she afraid of? That guy just wanted to piss her off to death. The more he wanted to see her irritable, the less she would let him get what he wanted. Even if she pretended to be calm.

"It's none of your business. I'm in a good mood health now. I can even go up the mountain to beat a tiger."

"……"

Allan kept silent. Was she warning him? 'If you dare to provoke me again, I'll beat you to death as a tiger.'

The corners of his mouth twitched. All of a sudden, he felt that it was the best to be a fool. He couldn't perceive anything, nor could he hear the sarcastic words of others. What a carefree and happy life!

What Debbie didn't know was that although Baron was being toasted, and Hilary beside him still wanted to get into his arms, he had been watching her from the corner of his eyes all the time, so the small interaction between the two of them was all seen by him.

Oh, she even picked some food for Allan, but he didn't seem to be satisfied with the food she picked, and even put them aside. No one knew how disgusted he was.

Knowing that Baron didn't care about her, Hilary had to grit her teeth and fill her glass with wine. Her fair face turned red. "Would you like another glass, Mr. Baron?"

Her voice was sweet and gentle, which was unique to the south of the country. She also wore light perfume, but unfortunately, all he

herself that this was just a concession between acquaintances, but no matter what, she could not convince herself that no acquaintance would be like this.

Unless there was some other hidden intimate relationship between them, and what made her feel interesting was that the two of them were husband and wife.

How could it be possible? The two of them were so different from each other. How could they be a couple?

Hilary trusted Baron's insight and doubted Debbie's means. She glared at Debbie and began to ingratiate herself with Baron again.

However, Baron was still calm just now. Looking at the glass of wine handed over by her, he shook his head directly and said, "I won't drink with you. Enjoy yourself. I think Miss Hilary seems to be good at drinking. Why don't you propose a toast to everyone present?"

Hilary was a little stunned and didn't understand what he meant by saying that. Fortunately, the man's voice was not loud, and her face turned pale. She grabbed the glass of wine hard and smiled ferociously.

"Are you kidding me, Mr. Baron? I'm not good at drinking, and I came here alone. If I get drunk later, I might not be able to go home. Would you drive me home, Mr. Baron?"

The woman had a bright smile, and her words were full of tricks, and her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist.