Natalie got out of the car.
Selina seemed to be well acquainted with the bar as she ordered her food.
"Do you come here often?" Natalie asked.
Selina smiled. "Yes, the lobster and crayfish here taste great, so I come here a lot."
Natalie's gaze faltered.
Although Selina was the daughter of a rich and powerful family, she was really down-to-earth.
Her mind wandered off to Yuna again.
Yuna and Selina were both rich young ladies, but they were polar opposites.
A girl like Yuna would probably never come to a place like this. She would probably be judgemental about a small place like this.
Natalie appreciated Selina a little more .
She thought, "People like Selina are the ones who are really rich, not just on the surface..."
Her wealthiness radiated straight from the bone.
Soon enough, the food was served. Selina was not fully satisfied, so she ordered a beer.
However, she did not allow Natalie to drink.
"Natalie, you can't possibly drink alcohol tonight. You're going to be a bride tomorrow, you can't get drunk! I'll drink alone."
"But you're attending your brother's wedding tomorrow too! You can't be drunk either," Natalie said as she tried to snatch the bottle of beer.
"Don't worry. I have a high tolerance to alcohol. It's going to be fine." Selina remained stubborn.
Selina held her ground, and Natalie couldn't shake her determination at all.
In the end, Natalie kind of regretted it. She shouldn't have joined Selina for supper whatsoever.
Although Selina seemed fine and dandy on the surface, it was evident that her heart had yet to recover. She was trying to drink her sorrows away.
Eventually, Selina got a little tipsy from the alcohol.
Natalie straight up told the owner not to serve any more alcohol to their table.
"Selina, we have to head back home," Natalie said. "We don't want to be late for the wedding tomorrow."
"Then let's go back." Selina swayed as she stood up.
It was not until they arrived in front of the Ferrari that Natalie came to a realization. Selina was the one who drove them here.
Selina couldn't possibly drive when she was this drunk. That would be driving under the influence.
What should she do?
Natalie decided to call an Uber. She pulled her phone out to search for an available driver.
Suddenly, a blinding headlight shot in their direction.
Subconsciously, Natalie covered her eyes with her hand.
A black Rolls- Royce drove over and stopped beside Natalie and Selina.
The car door flung open, and a man got out of the car.
He was tall and handsome. His radiant aura seemed out of place with the bar.
"Miss Godfrey?" Matthew murmured in surprise, gaze darkening as it fell on Selina's body.
He was on his way back home when he saw two familiar figures by the side of the road.
At first, he thought that he had mistaken them for someone else.
After all, if he remembered correctly, Natalie was going to get married the next day.
However, when he got out of the car, he found out that he was right. It really was Natalie and Selina.
"Mr. Perry." Natalie hadn't expected to see him here.
"Just call me Matthew." Matthew smiled.
Generally speaking, people of high status and wealth always felt aloof and distant. However, that wasn't the case with Matthew.
Although he had a noble aura, he did not seem distant at all. On the contrary, he seemed like a very approachable person.
"Matthew," Natalie called out. "You can call me Natalie."
"Okay, Natalie," Matthew responded, his gaze still focused on Selina.
Selina had drunk herself into a stupor, her head lowered with her gaze focused on her toes. She didn't notice Matthew at all.
Natalie felt a little embarrassed.
"It's my fault. I came out with her, and she ended up getting drunk," Natalie muttered awkwardly.
Matthew seemed to be deep in thought.
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