"I'm not drunk." Victor Williams squinted at her and asked, "Did you see the third son of the Jackson Family? What do you think of him?"
"Young Master Jackson probably brought his girlfriend along." Olivia Williams was too weak to push him, so she simply answered.
"He has a girlfriend?" Victor frowned, thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled.
He seemed quite intoxicated.
She had never worn such a sexy, form-fitting dress before, and was already uncomfortable. Now being treated like this by him, she felt utterly humiliated.
What did he take her for?
Like those young models and socialites he met outside?
Hadn't he bullied her enough growing up, now he had to embarrass her at the banquet?
Olivia was furious, and just as she was about to speak, with her mouth open,
there was a loud boom.
Olivia's mind went blank.
She had never even been in a relationship, never even held hands with a boy.
But now...
"Victor!" She immediately bit his tongue and pushed him away, exasperated.
