Her eyes met his in a silent plea.
Brian remained nonchalant, holding wine with his left hand while his right hand soothingly massaged her leg.
His poised demeanor exuded the refinement of a gentleman, skillfully concealing his discreet actions under the table.
A blush spread across Rosalynnâs cheeks as she pinched his hand, urging him to cease his movements.
A smile tugged at Brianâs lips as he clinked glasses with Calvert.
âWhen did Barlow come?â
âAbout a month ago.
â lhy did he come here?â
âTo visit me.
â
Listening to Brian skillfully coax the truth out of her grandfather using innocuous questions, and hearing her grandpaâs elaborate explanation, Rosalynn feeling powerless.
Brian harbored a grudge against Barlow.
She was in trouble due to Calvert.
The meal lasted for two hours.
After consuming a bottle of whisky, they transitioned to rice wine.
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Mixing two kinds of Liquor could hasten intoxication.
Calvert was so inebriated that his eyes glazed over and his speech slurred.
Brian appeared his usual self, but anyone who knew him well could tell he was on the verge of drunkenness.
âEnough, you canât drink anymore.
Letâs get you some rice.
â
Rosalynn cleared away the wine bottles, intending to serve the men bowls of rice.
âNo, Iâm not hungry.
Rosalynn, I need to sleep off the drink.
â
Calvert, surprisingly coherent, belched and attempted to stand up.
Rosalynn hurriedly supported him.
âAre you sure you donât want some rice?â
âYes, but I could do with another drink.
â