Chapter 77 I'll Drink It

• During the meal, Madeline barely touched her food, instead focusing intently on pouring drinks for everyone around the table. It didn't matter who her companions were; when dealing with clients, she had to be enthusiastic and attentive. This was a rare opportunity personally secured for her by Lincoln, and she was determined to make the most of it.
• "Hey, Missy, it's our first time meeting you. You need to have a drink with us. In our circle, we conduct business over drinks. It's just how we do things," said one of the men with tattoos, addressing her.
• Her hand froze mid-pour, the bottle of wine hovering above the glass. She instinctively looked toward Lincoln, her eyes wide with uncertainty.