Bella held her wine glass, the intense dizziness causing her to slightly furrow her brow, unable to fully react to what Vivian and President Lloyd were saying.
Sharon almost imperceptibly frowned, picked up her wine glass, and was about to stand up when she saw Archer Quinn, seated beside the director, already raising his glass.
Even in this boisterous crowd, his face maintained a serene and graceful smile, as if attending some high-end cocktail party, gentle and elegant, making those facing him unconsciously lower their voices, seemingly afraid of startling him with loud sounds.
Archer Quinn held a glass of red wine, stood up and smiled, "Bella doesn't drink. As her senior, I'm obliged to stand in for her. Let me drink these three glasses on her behalf, how about it?" As he asked, his smiling gaze naturally turned to Vivian and President Lloyd.
