"I'm asking you, why are you here and dressed like that?" Christian brows furrowed further seeing how Diane was ignoring him.
She was probably too drunk with her head up in the cloud.
"I'm here to party of course," Diane replied, eyeing him discontentedly.
Christian diverted his gaze to Maya who was watching the entire scene play out. She was acting like she was watching her own masterpiece movie.
"What on earth were you thinking giving her so many drinks?" He asked as his gaze swept their entire table. There were a few empty glasses, and what was that he was seeing, was that a scotch bottle?
Instantly, he fixed a piercing gaze on Maya, showing how furious he was at her.
Maya spread her arms out in defence. "She has to learn how to handle her liquor. Besides, she is not your girl. Why do you care anyway?" Then a smirk appeared at the corner of her lips as she watched his gaze darken.
