At the Golden Cauldron Club.
Eliza and Summer stood side by side at the entrance of the Golden Cauldron Club. Everyone who
came and went couldn't help but look at them.
"I didn't expect you to have such a good taste." Eliza's gaze fell on Summer.
Summer looked meaningfully at Eliza and chuckled softly, "The people here are just rich. They have no
taste"
Eliza did not know that Leonardo was the secret owner of the Golden Cauldron Club. She asked in
puzzlement, "What do you mean? If you don't like the Golden Cauldron Club, why are you here?"
"Don't you think it's fabulous?" Summer glanced at Eliza and walked in.
They went to a private room and ordered many wines.
The table was littered with white wine, red wine, beer, cocktails, and so on.
Eliza picked up one bottle after another and looked carefully at it. Then, she sat opposite Summer and
sighed, "Are you going to drink yourself to death? Or are you going to drive yourself bankrupt?"
Summer did not say anything but began to pour herself wine.
Eliza leaned over and continued to ask, "The script of ‘Lost City II’ hasn't been finished yet. Are you
sure you can pay for these?"
Summer poured a cup for Eliza and smiled, "I have you, right?"
Eliza stared at Summer in astonishment and could not utter a single word.
"You ... you actually want me to pay? You took me here. Shouldn't it be your treat?" Eliza frowned as
she picked up the glass and drained it in one gulp.
This was insane!
Eliza even doubted whether it was right to cooperate with Summer.
"I'm just saying. Don't be so frightened. I can pay for it myself." Summer put down the glass, picked up
another goblet, and poured red wine into it.
These wines were worth millions.
But Summer didn't blink once when she ordered it, and she even said she could pay for it herself....
"How can you speak so boldly?" said Eliza, her lips twitching.
"Cut the crap. Drink!" Summer poured some more wine into Eliza's glass.
Eliza used to drink with Summer. She thought Summer couldn't handle much drink, so she decided to
drink less. If Summer got drunk, she would send Summer back.
However, she underestimated Summer.
Summer's face did not change after drinking a few glasses of wine. However, Eliza was a little dizzy.
Eliza held her head with one hand and looked at Summer. "How about we go back?"
"We haven't finished the wine yet." Summer grabbed Eliza's sleeve as if she was afraid that Eliza
would run away.
Eliza could only sit down and continued to drink with Summer.
In the end, Eliza got drunk first.
"You ... you... drink less...." After Eliza finished her sentence, she passed out.
Summer was still clear enough in the head.
"Eliza?" Summer walked to Eliza's side and pushed her shoulder.
Eliza did not react at all. She was really unconscious.
She was so bad at drinking....
Summer stood up and was about to go back to drink when she noticed the screen of Eliza's phone lit
up.
Then the phone rang.
On the screen were the words "Private Driver".
"Private driver?" Summer muttered and picked it up with a puzzled expression.
Eliza usually drove herself. Who was the private driver?
That was interesting.
The phone was still ringing.
Summer clicked the answer key.
She put the phone to her ear. Before she could make a sound, she heard a steady and powerful male
voice. "Where are you?"
Summer felt that this voice sounded a little familiar.
The man waited for a moment, but before she could say anything, he asked again, "Why aren't you
talking?"
Summer slightly curled her lips and asked softly, "Is it Bowen speaking?"
"Who are you? Where's Eliza?" The man immediately became more vigilant.
There was a trace of anxiety in his voice.
"Eliza is in the Golden Cauldron Club. The room number is... Let me see...." Summer said as she stood
up and walked to the door. Then she told Bowen their room number and hung up the phone.
Bowen came faster than Summer had imagined.
When he hurriedly pushed open the door, he first saw Eliza lying on the table, and then noticed
Summer smiling at him.
"Anthony, long time no see," Summer said as she raised the glass.
Anthony was the name of the male lead of Summer's show "Lost City", and Bowen played it.
"Miss Summer." Bowen walked over, looking relieved.
Summer asked casually, "Do you want a drink?"
Bowen shook his head and looked down at Eliza. He frowned and asked, "How much did she drink?"
Summer pointed to a few empty bottles on the side and motioned for Bowen to take a look.
Bowen looked over and found that there were about four empty bottles.
Summer leaned against the sofa, holding a goblet in her hand. "We drank it all."
Bowen's eyes only paused on Summer's face for two seconds before he politely looked away.
They had drunk so much. Eliza was already drunk, but Summer looked like she was all right.
Bowen politely asked, "Miss Summer, how are you? How about I send you back first?"
"No need. Just take Eliza away." Summer continued to drink, ignoring Bowen.
Bowen was not officious. Since Summer said so, he left with Eliza.
The room was empty, and Summer was shaking her glass and thinking.
Suddenly, she put down her glass and opened all the remaining bottles.
Then he took all the wine to the bathroom, poured it into the toilet, and flushed it down.
Finally, there was only one bottle left. Summer raised it and drank it up.
She was a little drunk.
Otherwise, she wouldn't want to call Leonardo.
She demeaned herself again.
Summer returned to the sofa and called for a waiter.
When the waiter came in and noticed that the bottles were empty, a trace of surprise flashed in his
eyes. "Miss, what can I do for you?"
Summer took out a card from her bag.
The waiter asked, "Miss, are you going to pay?"
"Before that, I want to see your boss." Summer withdrew her hand and casually said, "I suspect that
you are selling illegal wine. Otherwise, why am I still not drunk?"
There were so many empty bottles on the table, and Summer did not look drunk.
The waiter was stunned. "Please wait a moment. I'll go get the boss now."
After all, it was a huge order. The waiter couldn't handle it, so he immediately went out to look for the
head.
"Before that, | want to see your boss." Summer withdrew her hand and casually said, "| suspect that
you are selling illegal wine. Otherwise, why am | still not drunk?"
There were so many empty bottles on the table, and Summer did not look drunk.
The waiter was stunned. "Please wait a moment. I'll go get the boss now."
After all, it was a huge order. The waiter couldn't handle it, so he immediately went out to look for the
head.
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