Lillian Veblen swayed unsteadily, nearly toppling over. Bernard Coleridge had no choice but to support her with one hand while reaching for his car keys with the other.At this point, Lillian Veblen was thoroughly drunk, and after the recent commotion, her consciousness was hazy. "Oh, handsome, you're quite the looker!" She felt a strikingly handsome face looming in front of her, making her dizzy. Without hesitation, she grabbed the face and pulled it closer to hers.First, she pinched his cheek, finding the texture surprisingly smooth and elastic. Then, she slapped his face playfully, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "You take such good care of your skin! Come on, tell me, what skincare products do you use?"Bernard Coleridge's already displeased expression darkened further at her teasing words. But the tipsy woman, oblivious to his mood, continued to fondle his face, pinching and patting it, her half-awake, flirtatious demeanor undeterred.She pouted her pink lips, her lustrou
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