"Tsk tsk, does Miss Yale enjoy breaking promises? Being untrustworthy... it's not a good habit."
Joe Heath stood in front of her, narrowing his eyes as he took a thorough look at her from head to toe.
A white shirt, a denim jacket, denim pants.
Today's outfit was not as flattering as that day but had its own charm.
Most importantly, that face was unforgettable.
Not seductive, not enchanting, but capable of toppling kingdoms and cities.
Jasmine Yale felt uncomfortable under his gaze and retreated two steps back.
"If I refuse to drink, does that mean I won't be able to continue in this line of work?"
"It wouldn't be that serious, at most you would not be accepted in enterprises in Landon. Rest assured, I haven't got the influence to rule everything. Ah, but..." Joe Heath gave a subtle smile, "My older brother does have such influence. Our relationship is quite good."
Jasmine Yale understood. If she dared refuse to drink, she would lose her job instantly.
