Tiana found Sam's name as she looked through Olivia's contact list, then gave him a call.
Olivia laid on the bar counter, shouting at the bartender when she came back, "One... one more. Good..."
The bartender looked at Tiana worriedly and asked. "Your friend wants another drink. Should I give it to her?"
Thinking of the phone call she made and looking at Olivia, Tiana nodded. "Give it to her."
The bartender could only give Olivia another glass of cocktail.
Olivia drank the alcohol obediently with her head lowered, not making a fuss. Tiana felt that she couldn't leave Tiana alone before Sam arrived, so she just kept vigil.
She shook her head as she watched Olivia drink her cocktail quietly.
She drank her cocktail like she was drinking milk...
"Ollie." Tiana's voice softened. "This is your last glass. After this, you have to go home. Got it?"
Immersed in her drink, Olivia didn't answer nor refuted her. Tiana wondered if she had heard her
or not.
She could only shake her head and gently patted Olivia's shoulder as she said softly, "You can't drink anymore after this glass."
Right then, Olivia suddenly raised her head and finished the alcohol. She looked at Tiana, flushed, and asked innocently, "What did you say?"
Tiana was speechless.
She wanted to beat her into a pulp!
The corners of Tiana's mouth twitched. "I said, you can't drink anymore. I'll sell you off if you drink another glass! Do you hear me?"
Tiana suddenly looked at her fiercely.
Startled, Olivia looked at Tiana quietly for a long while before she laid on the bar counter obediently. She pouted and said, "Okay. I'll stop."
Tiana was surprised, not expecting Olivia to be so obedient. She then caressed Olivia's head and said, "Good girl. Now you stay here and wait for someone to pick you up, then go home and sleep." "Mm, okay..." Unexpectedly, Olivia actually waited obediently as she laid on the bar counter.
The bartender was stunned to see that. After all, Olivia looked rough. She wore a loose T-shirt and a pair of big shorts to the bar. She didn't look like a
girl at all.
She had even dragged Sam away. The bartender had always thought she was a tough woman.
Oh, no. She was the type of woman who was beautiful but tough on the inside.
He didn't expect her to have such a well-behaved side. The bartender blinked, studying Olivia, and then covered his heart with his hands.
Oh dear, why did he feel like he was in love?
This was the type of girl he liked the most.
"What are you doing?" Tiana put her hands in front of him and stared at him fiercely.
Only then did the bartender come back to his senses and realize what he had done. He rubbed his nose in embarrassment and said, "Nothing."
Tiana said angrily, "Yeah, right. Are you crushing on Ollie? I'm telling you, she's taken. You can forget about it. Don't make me chop your arm off. Do you hear me?"
The bartender fell silent.
He didn't even do anything. Who would've thought this gentle-looking girl also had a fierce side to her.
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