Faye Vaughn and Vincent Hawthorne clinked their glasses. The two of them were all smiles and laughter, seeming to be having a wonderful time.
A nearby waiter, wearing an earpiece, heard an instruction and pushed a second glass of red wine in front of Faye Vaughn. "Miss Vaughn, if you please."
His attitude was respectful, yet left no room for refusal.
Faye Vaughn was already slightly tipsy, her cheeks flushed. She took the new glass of wine and gave Vincent Hawthorne a charmingly innocent smile. "This wine tastes exceptionally good tonight."
Vincent Hawthorne swirled the crimson liquid in his glass, his lips curling into a half-smile. "Big Brother is really generous, using his treasured fine wine to get a young lady drunk."
Faye Vaughn tilted her head back and drained the glass, her fingertips lightly tapping the back of his hand. "Aren't you going to stop him, Second Young Master?"
"Do you want me to?" Vincent Hawthorne pressed down on her mischievous hand.
