Kaitlyn Webb was very obedient as well; she nodded, covered her face with both hands, but she felt she was still okay, her mind clear.
So, after a while, she turned her head to look at Morgan Benson.
"No way!" The intent in the woman's eyes was obvious. Morgan Benson rejected her quite decisively, even taking away the bottle of wine in front of them with no room for negotiation.
Kaitlyn Webb pursed her lips, rested her arms on the dining table, and obediently drank the lemon water the man had poured.
Drinking lemon water after red wine had no taste at all. Kaitlyn Webb took a sip and put it down, looking uninterested.
Morgan Benson saw this, moved closer to her, and whispered a few comforting words in her ear. Kaitlyn Webb curled her lips into a smile and shook her head at him.
"It's okay, I know you're doing this for my good." She held the man's hand under the table, her smile sweet.
