Sage pursed her lips and went towards him. It took about one minute to make her get close to him within a close distance.

Throughout the whole process, Ellison Davis didn't say anything.

"Mr. Davis."

She came up to him and called to him in a low voice, her long black eyelashes fluttering with her.

Ellison Davis shook his red wine cup, looked down at her and asked, "How do you feel tonight?"

For a moment, she didn't react. She raised her head and stared at him. "What? Feeling?"

He lifted his red wine cup to his lips and tilted his head back slightly, but his black eyes never left her face.

He quickly finished half of the red wine in the cup.

Finally, Ellison Davis licked his lips.

Sage Eudora looked at him, feeling her heart beating a little faster.

"How do you feel when you see Queenie Eudora being humiliated?"

He spoke again, and this time he made her understand a lot.

Only now did Sage Eudora realize that he did it on purpose tonight. She thought of Queenie Eudora's awkward face and felt a faint pleasure from the bottom of her heart.

She looked at Ellison Davis, not knowing what to say.

"Are you happy?"

"You must be happy."

"Yes, drink it."

He raised his hand and pushed the red wine cup into her hand.

He then walked past her directly into the room.

Sage Eudora lowered her head to look at the red wine cup in her hand, unable to react for a long time.

Before she knew it, Ellison Davis had already entered the bathroom. The sound of flowing water came from inside.

Sage Eudora lowered her head to look at the red wine cup in her hand, pursed her lips, closed her eyes and drank the red wine.

She basically didn't drink much. Just drinking a little was already enough to make her a little drunk.

She stood on the balcony, staring at the red wine glass for a long time. Then she turned and went back to her room, closing the windows.

Sage Eudora put the red wine cup down and sat in front of the dressing table. Her face was a little red in the mirror.

She remembered what Ellison Davis had asked her, and she suddenly laughed.

Happy.

She felt good when she thought about how Queenie Eudora held her breath and was unable to speak.

It turned out that she was not someone who would not resist. It was just that she did not have anyone to rely on, so she could only endure.

Was Ellison Davis her support?

Don't be silly. He's just trying to get her body.

"Drunk?"

She stiffened as the man came up behind her.

The two people were clearly reflected in the mirror. She was like a frightened rabbit tightly held in Ellison Davis's arms. She wanted to escape but not daring to.

He had just finished his shower. He smelled just like her, an invisible intimacy that made her want to push him away.

But she didn't. She just let his kiss fall on her face, on her lips, and then on her neck.

His hand touched her waist. She couldn't help but raise her hand to block it, "Mr. Davis..."

"Now it's my turn to be happy."

He lowered his head to look at her. When he said this, his tone was as cold as ever, but it was also indescribably hot.

Saying this, he did not move. It was clear what his intention was.

Everything comes at a price. Sage Eudora knew that.