"Alright. | will check it out."
Once the meeting ended, they proceeded to dinner.
Since the weather in Cambrode was extremely cold, the locals enjoyed drinking liquor.
"Ms. Tate, this liquor is famous here. I'm not sure if you've heard about it." The person representing the client handed Layla a bottle
of liquor.
Layla was not in the habit of drinking, and she did not know much about expensive liquor.
"Is this vodka?" She noticed that the liquor was transparent.
"Yeah! We only drink vodka here. It feels warm."
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The assistant immediately interfered and said, "Ms. Tate can't drink. Do you have any beer? We will just have beer."
"Haha, just try a little. It will be fine." The person in charge uncapped the bottle and poured a small glass for Layla.
Seeing how he did not mean to make her drunk and only wanted her to try the famous local liquor, Layla took a sip without
hesitation and scowled.
"Hahaha! How was it, Ms. Tate?"
"It kind of burns my throat..."
"Looks like you really can't drink. You should just have juice, then!" The person in charge did not push her.
"I can drink to sextent. | can drink wine and beer." Layla reached for a piece of meat and placed it into her mouth to wash the
taste of vodka away.
"The women here drink vodka as well. My wife can hold her liquor better than | do," he said before telling the waiter to bring over
swine and beer.
"I'll try the vodka again!" Layla handed the person in charge her glass. "Just a little."
He handed her the entire bottle. "Here, pour it yourself."
Layla's assistant said, "Ms. Tate, don’t get drunk. Vodka is really strong."
"It's just a little. Do you want some?"
The assistant shook her head. "I'm fine. | am the one who has to send you back to the hotel later when you get drunk."
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"If that's the case, | will drink to my heart's content, then," Layla said but still poured only a small glass for herself.
An hour and a half passed and the sky was dark when the assistant dragged Layla out of the restaurant.
Though Layla did not have much to drink, the vodka was too strong for her to handle even after eating.
"Do you feel like puking, Ms. Tate? There's a trash can over there." The assistant felt like vomiting when she caught the scent of
alcohol oozing from Layla.
Layla shook her head with a smile. She had been grinning all the while, and she was drunk. Though Layla looked beautiful when
she smiled, her assistant had rarely seen her smile while she was at work.
"lI am so blessed, so happy... | am the happiest woman on the pl..." Layla mumbled. "I'm not going back to the hotel... I'm
going to climb a mountain... | want to howl at the moon..."
Her assistant did not know how to respond when she heard that.
"No. | need someone to climb the mountain with me!" Layla reached into her pocket and grabbed her phone.