Chapter 257
Without waiting for Andrew’s input, the two women eagerly ordered drinks. The restaurant manager approached with a respectful smile to make suggestions.
“Ms. Rhodes, Ms. Aicker, for refined young ladies like yourselves, I’d recommend our premium wine selection,” the manager suggested smoothly. “It’s gentle on the throat and won’t leave you feeling unwell.”
Lauren scoffed at his recommendation. “Who do you think we are? Bring us your best vodka!”
Francesca slapped the table in agreement, adding “Exactly! Wine tastes like fancy water. We want the strong stuff!”
The manager turned helplessly to Andrew, clearly impressed that this mysterious man had earned the company of two of Jayrodale’s most prominent heiresses.
Andrew simply smiled and said, “Let them have whatever they want. Their happiness is what matters.”
By the end of the meal, they had barely touched the food but had emptied two bottles of premium vodka. Andrew was amazed at Lauren and Francesca’s tolerance. The alcohol level was really high, yet each woman had finished an entire bottle.
Lauren leaned against Andrew, her breath sweet with alcohol as she murmured, “Dr. Lloyd, I have a secret I’ve wanted to tell you.”
Andrew, who had barely drunk anything himself, smiled and replied, “I’m all ears, Ms. Rhodes.
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Lauren moved closer, her perfume subtle and intoxicating as she gazed at Andrew until he felt almost shy. Finally, she whispered softly, “I… have fallen for you!”
The simple confession caught Andrew completely off guard. Looking at Lauren’s flushed face and stunning features, he found himself at a loss for words.
The alcohol had made Lauren’s thoughts fuzzy as she curled up against Andrew’s chest. “I don’t want to marry into the Driscoll family,” she mumbled. “I’ve only ever liked Dr. Lloyd. I hope you’ll give me that King of Diamonds…”
With that, she drifted off to sleep while still clutching Andrew’s shirt.
Andrew could only smile wryly at the situation. Did he just receive a drunken confession?
However, Lauren had mentioned the Driscoll family. It seemed the Rhodes family had arranged a marriage alliance that she clearly did not want.
“Fran, are you okay?” Andrew called out with concern to Francesca, who had also drunk quite a bit. Looking up, he found she had already curled up asleep in her corner of the couch.
Andrew rubbed his temples, wondering what he was supposed to do now that both women had
passed out from drinking.
