Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler
Chapter 333

Chapter 333 In fact, Catelyn and George's dinner had ended as soon as it started. Cedrick brought Catelyn to one of the restaurants he frequented and opened a bottle of red wine.

Catelyn had drunk a bit of wine during the dinner with George, and she was aware that she was not much of a drinker, so she declined it at first. After the waiter's introduction and explanation that the alcohol content was lower, she finally took one sip of it.

The taste was sweet and was not at all bitter like most reds. It had a faint hint of fruity fragrance, and so she took a few more sips.

Her attention was all on the wine and had missed out on Cedrick's silent gaze.

Little did she know that this wine was indeed low in alcohol content, but the after-effects were expected to be strong.

Cedrick picked up a few business calls during dinner. Catelyn quietly cut the steak into pieces and sent them to his plate.

Cedrick noticed her gesture, and somehow his gaze was a little sharp. Catelyn pretended to have not noticed and wondered that if she really left Sapphire City with Miles, they probably would not ever cross paths again. Not sure why, but she was a little depressed at the thought.

Catelyn then poured herself a glass of wine and gulped it down her throat. She could feel the bitter and warm liquid gliding down her esophagus.

"One more bottle, please," Catelyn ordered.

The waiter came by but looked at Cedrick.

"Give it to her," Cedrick said.

"Alright, please wait a moment." The waiter then recorded the table number and promptly retrieved another bottle of the same wine. Catelyn got it uncorked, and one glass after another, she gulped the bottle down in an attempt to forget about her unhappy thoughts. Cedrick did not stop her but even started drinking with her. "This is not strong enough. Would you like to change to another one?"

Catelyn was already slightly tipsy by now. Her clear face was blushing, and her gaze was unable to focus. She tilted her head and looked at Cedrick. His lips were red, his teeth pearly white, and his eyes were calm. With the alcohol, he looked a little casual, unlike his usual self.

"Yes, please." Catelyn nodded her head firmly.

After twenty minutes, Catelyn's brain was entirely under the alcohol's control, and the table was full of wine bottles.

Catelyn finished her last sip and called for the check. She then stumbled her way out of the restaurant.

She accidentally tripped on a chair on her way and felt the world spinning. She was about to hit

the ground when a big palm caught her in time.

"Careful." Cedrick held her by her waist in his arms.

Her cheek was on his chest, her hands fumbled around, trying to get hold of something, and she finally settled on grabbing his shirt.

Yes, she was holding his shirt, not his coat.

She reached out, grabbed his shirt from underneath his coat, and pulled it down. Cedrick was a little uncomfortable to be pulled like that, but he did not let go of her, instead, his lips were brushing against the back of her ear lightly. "You're drunk. Let me replace you a place to rest."

The man's voice and scent surrounded her, and she looked up to take a good look at his face.

She could only see a ring of light glare around his silhouette. His face was magnified in the warm light. She reached her hand out, attempting to stabilize his face by grabbing hold of his chin.