Chapter 387 Do You Find It Fun To Deceive Me

• After the drinks arrived, Eunice wasted no time in guzzling them down with reckless abandon, the harsh liquor scorching her throat as she drank without a hint of hesitation.
• Despite the intensity of the alcohol, she seemed utterly unaffected, consuming it as effortlessly as if it were mere water, embodying the distress of a soul deep in the throes of despair.
• Around her, the bar staff whispered to each other in hushed tones, exchanging looks of disbelief. “Has that woman completely lost her senses?”