'Dr. Warner never had an assistant before but now Diana is there. As his friend, she must not have been able to bear seeing him work so hard so she took the matter into her hands,' The more Mary thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.
Clueless about her thoughts, Diana was getting worried about Maxim. She sent him a few texts and even kicked him lightly but there was no response from him.
Did he faint?
No. He was still leaning back on her legs comfortably.
Mary grabbed a few tissues and dabbed them on her hair, startling Diana.
Diana looked at her body, only to realize that her dress was thoroughly drenched by the wine. Had she not been wearing a dark-colored dress, then it would have looked worse.
''Did you do it on purpose?" Veronica said in an almost calm voice, still holding the glass of wine.
Diana glanced at her.
