Summer Sutton looked at the wine jar that was missing most of its contents, her heart skipped a beat.
With so many celebrities present today, she hoped Ariella wouldn't get drunk.
The entertainment industry was so chaotic, and resource competition so fierce—if Little Ariella caused any scandal here today, it might surely be spread around by other resource-chasing actresses.
"Little Ariella, are you okay?" Summer Sutton gazed at Ariella Sawyer and lightly nudged her.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Ariella waved her hand, pulling up the corners of her mouth into a smile for her.
She seemed quite drunk already, almost falling over as she waved her hand.
Summer Sutton furrowed her brow, sat down beside her, and moved her chair closer so Ariella could lean against her.
"It's time to eat, have some food first, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable." Summer Sutton cut a small piece of steak and brought it to her lips, signaling her to eat.
