Chapter 492. Only Alcohol

Meanwhile, Leon was displeased with Heather’s words. She was obviously daring him to drink, for her words reminded him of the humiliation he felt back when he tried to make Heather drunk. In the end, he was the one who got drunk instead. “One should be seen in a new light after days of separation.” His command of English was extraordinarily good.

“You’ll never drink me under the table.” While holding the bottle of brandy in her hand, Heather directly sat down across from Leon with a coffee table between them. For some reason, she looked cute while sitting on the stool, but no matter how cute she looked, no amount of that cuteness could hold out against the intimidating aura she gave off.

“Get some ice,” Leon said to her.

“It’s cold enough; it’s been in the fridge the whole time.” Heather looked at Leon coldly with a provocative look in her eyes. As someone who found Heather’s intimidating appearance cute during such a moment, Leon was a typical example of a person