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Chapter 289 What Bad Things Have You Done?
As soon as Samara entered Cloud, she saw Gisselle waving at her from afar.
Samara smiled and walked over.
It was Friday night, and people had been busy working for a week. Many people came to Cloud to relax
tonight.
Samara wore a white chiffon long-sleeved dress and a black skirt. She looked a little professional and
different from others.
However, even though her clothes were a little conservative, her bright and beautiful face made her
become the focus of attention.
“Miss, can I treat you to a drink?”
Before Samara reached Gisselle, a man came forward to strike up a conversation.
Samara glanced at the man. He was wearing a shirt and pants. He was dressed quite seriously.
However, his casual gaze made Samara very uncomfortable.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSamara smiled and raised her hand to block the glass. “Sorry, my friend is waiting for me.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Gisselle had already come over and taken Samara away. “Well, you
really are a natural beauty. No matter what you wear, people will always be attracted.”
Hearing the ridicule in Gisselle’s words, Samara couldn’t help but click her tongue. “There’s nothing I
can do. I’m good- looking, and I do have the right to be willful.”
Gisselle snorted, “You should be willful to the end. Don’t waste your time on ordinary people. Do you
know it, Samara?”
As Gisselle spoke, she handed Samara a glass of colorful, especially good-looking drink.
Samara did not take it. “I don’t drink.”
There were plenty of drinks for social events. Now that it was time to relax after work, Samara did not
want to have alcohol at all.
“It’s a fruit wine. Thalia just made it. It tastes especially good. Try it!”
Hearing Gisselle’s words, Samara looked at the glass of wine again. It was indeed quite beautiful.
Gisselle directly brought the wine to her lips. This time, Samara did not refuse and directly took a sip.
“How is it?”
Gisselle raised her eyebrows proudly.
“Not bad.”
The smell of alcohol was very strong, but there was a very light fragrance of lemon. It was not sour.
Meanwhile, it was very refreshing to drink and comfortable to the throat.
“I told you it was great. Don’t forget that I am an expert at drinking.”
At this time, Thalia came over and heard Gisselle’s words. “What are you talking about?”
Samara sat down and glanced at Thalia. Holding the wine, she explained, “She said that the fruit wine
you just made is very delicious. She wanted me to have a taste.”
Gisselle, who was at the side, hurriedly added, “The wine has a great name, Moonlight. And the taste is
also wonderful.”
Thalia glanced at the glass of wine in Samara’s hand. “Are you sure the wine you gave Samara is
Moonlight?”
Gisselle was stunned for a moment. Only then did she realize that she had taken the wrong one. Her
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmface froze. “Damn it. I took Utopia!”
There were many people in the bar, and the music was loud. Samara sat in the booth and could not
hear what they were saying.
Seeing that Gisselle was looking at her with a strange expression, Samara drank the rest of the wine.
“Gisselle, what did you do?”
“No, I didn’t do anything bad!”
Samara felt that the fruit wine was quite tasty. She had a greasy meal tonight and didn’t drink much
water. She had talked a lot with Livia just now. Samara was thirsty, and she saw that there were still
two glasses of fruit wine on the table. So, she reached for another glass and drank half of it.
Gisselle looked at Samara and did not dare to say anything.
After drinking, Samara glanced at Gisselle. “Gisselle?”
“What… What happened?”
Gisselle knew Samara’s alcohol tolerance. If it was just one glass, Samara would not be drunk.
However, Samara had two glasses. After all, what Samara drank was the wine called Utopia. Maybe
Samara would really be drunk…