[Ellie's P.O.V.]
The four of us had set dinner by the Christmas tree. Rowling and Edith would drink glass after glass whenever they touched the wine, fighting for the bottle to death. Abby buried her head and ate as if she could grow taller the more she did. I wanted to say that it was useless for her to be like this.
"Our hotel will be completed soon. I hope it will be as successful as we imagined," said I.
Rowling put her arm around my shoulder and smiled."Of course, it'll be a success. We've spent all our efforts building the best hotel.
Abby asked in confusion, "Can we make a lot of money?"
Edith had drunk a little too much, loosening her tongue as she said, "Not only can we make a lot of money, but our hotel will also be famous in this werewolf city. Many people will come to visit us after hearing our name."
