Cheryl and the girl returned to the private room a few minutes later.
Mitchell sat there and hesitated. Then, he walked up to Cheryl with a smile and said softly, "Cheryl, you're back!"
"Yes?"
Cheryl's impression of Mitchell had completely fallen to rock bottom because of the dish incident, so she replied coldly.
"Cheryl, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's have a drink!" Mitchell offered with a smile.
After Cheryl heard Mitchell's offer, she looked a little helpless. Then, she shook her head gently and said, "No, thanks. I don't really feel like drinking now. Moreover, we aren't very familiar with each other…"
"Cheryl, come on. Be nice. It's just a glass of wine. Moreover, the alcohol content of this wine is not very high…" Mitchell prompted softly.
"I said no…" Cheryl replied with a frown before turning around to leave.
