"I know that I'm the one who invites you to drink but don't you think that you have drink too much? You have meetings since early tomorrow morning." Shara said while turning her head to Leon who sat beside her.
She understood his feelings but taking it out on alcohol was never that good, especially the after effect.
"I have a high tolerance. Don't worry." Leon responded and took another sip of the glass of alcohol in his hand.
"Young Master, if you drink often, your father won't be pleased with it. There will be pointless arguments in the house again." She reminded him.
"Please, Shara. Let's not talk about that old man. I'm tired of it." Leon tilted his head to her and then observed the same glass of whiskey that she had already hold onto for a while. "Aren't you drinking?" He asked.
"I did. Unlike you, I can't last that long. It's best for me not to cross my limits." She said with a little smile.
