Novel & Cerita Emily Oster Alcohol

“Are you sure you don’t want something stronger?” “That is a matter of opinion,” she was amused. “James was like, what happened to you!” “I was not,” James protested. “It was just like two extremes of Emily in such a short space of time.” “And no thanks to the stronger drink,” she made apologetic eyes at the caterers as she retrieved a glass. “There is plenty of champagne,” Owen offered. “And the guys and I are enjoying this beer at the moment,” he showed her the label. “Local company, lower carb.”

Emily put a condition. "What?" "Stefan you also promised me that you won't get angry" Irene mumbled. "We promised you both... Now say what two of you did?" Stefan asked. "The bottle that Alex and Maya drank from didn't just contain water. It was a mixture of water and vodka" Irene mumbled. "What? What" I and Stefan shouted together. "You both promised us that we won't get scolded," Emily mumbled. "Yes we promised that but we didn't know you both could be this careless. You can't drink while you're carrying a baby" I scoffed.

AVERY "SO HE CHEATED on you," Emily growled. "Well, he was not in his right mind," I said. "I don't know. He was drugged... he wouldn't have -" "You are making excuses for him!" Emily snapped, standing up. Her eyes were glowing embers of fire as she went to the kitchen, muttering, "I need a drink!" She opened the fridge and scanned what was available, then she cursed, "Fuck. Adam's niece made the grocery list to stock the kitchen up too. Apparently, she doesn't know what alcohol is."

"Emily, are you sure you want to have your fourth bottle? Nicole, her friend asked worriedly, truly she cared for her best friend. "Of course, I have high alcohol tolerance" Emily explained as she gulped down the bottle in one go. "Are you really okay?" Nicole asked, looking at her friend, "you look messed up" Emily sighed, was it that obvious?, yes she was messed up, she was ready messed up, she needed someone to vent up all her worries. "I am just worried" Emily spatted out. "Worried? why will you be worried?" Nicole asked, her heart ached for her best friend. She also was from no ordinary family, she was also the niece of a CEO and a princess for that matter.

It was intoxication as there was a pinch of beer and Nik was loving it. Miles away, Ember got down from the car and went inside Denholm's mansion. The main door was open and there was no one in the hall. Taking that as a chance, she tiptoed to the bedroom. She was a little dizzy because of the alcohol in the system. But she was mostly sober as the bastards made her fear and all the loads of costly alcohol that she drank went to the drain. She no longer appeared like a person who drank. Reaching, she carefully opened the door without creating any sound, only to be surprised to see Drake inside.

The more she offered the more Mercy made her drink. Emery has a high percentage tolerance for Alcohol, she was once her late father's personal secretary, and since he had issues with his lungs, at big events where the toast was with alcohol, Emery would drink on her father's behalf. She got accustomed to it and her body built a strong wall against alcohol, unknowingly giving her a high tolerance to it. After four cups of tequila, Camila was dead drunk. Emery gave a sinister smile, she took out the contract. “Miss Martins,” are you okay?” She tapped her slightly, they were all alone in the room. “I'm fine,” Camila smiled, struggling to keep herself awake.

“What’s with this huge smell of alcohol? Xyla, were you drowning your sorrows away?” Hearing this, Xyla frowned slightly at Emily. At that moment, Emily was standing at the top of the stairs with one hand on the railing as she looked down at Xyla. Her eyes were filled with contempt. Looking at this face ruined Xyla’s mood. “How did you find out?” Xyla asked coldly. Emily smirked before walking down and stopped one step higher in front of Xyla. She leaned down to take a closer whiff of Xyla. After that, she clamped a hand over her nose in disdain and took a step back. “Ew… What a pungent smell. You must have drunk quite a few bottles, haven’t you? Are you that dejected? But alcohol can’t drow

“Are you proud of what you’ve become? You got drunk and spewed nonsense. Because of what you said, our supply chain collapsed. Supermarkets that worked with us have all pulled out. All because of you, Ethan.” Ethan froze, eyes widening. “That’s impossible.” Emily slapped him again. “If you remembered even half of it, you’d already be in court for defamation.” His expression tightened. “What did I say?” “If you can’t hold your alcohol, why drink at all?” she snapped through clenched teeth. “I only took two sips of the wine,” Ethan said, shaking his head. “How could I have gotten drunk?” Emily paused, suspicion flickering across her face.

She gently brushed her hands on her black and white uniform before walking away. “Here’s to your achievements and your success,” Emily said raising her glass. “Cheers.” Tara clinks her glass against Emily's and they smile. Emily drinks hers in one gulp, Tara sees it and did the same. Her vision immediately starts getting blurry. ‘I thought the young lady said the drink was not alcoholic’ Tara thought to herself. “Uhmm… Em, can we leave? I am not feeling too well.” “Come on, Tara, don't be a party spoiler. Girl we just got here.” Emily said nonchalantly. “Ok! Just a few more minutes.”