Taking steps, she once again entered the banquet hall.
Sarah and a few friends were chatting.
As soon as they saw Beauty, flushed from the outside, step in, Sarah immediately approached her and tugged at her sleeve in concern.
"Beauty , are you drunk?
Maybe you should tell Lucas, let him help you fend off some of the alcohol.
You're a girl, getting this drunk isn't good."
Beauty gave a smirk and took hold of Sarah's hand, laughing blithely, "That pervert of an uncle...
How could he possibly help me deflect the drinks!
I bet he's eager to see me embarrass myself!"
She swiftly emptied a glass of honey lemon juice from a waiter's tray, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and felt clearer-headed at once.
"Maybe I should go and mention to him that it's not only unattractive for a girl to get this drunk, but it's also unsafe."
