“Miss Stone, why are you silent?” Lane stood up and walked over to her, pouring her a drink. He asked, “Do you have something difficult to say?”
Freya took the juice next to her and said, “I can’t drink, I’ll use juice instead…”
Lane pressed down her juice hand, “You’re leaving, yet you’re not willing to open up to us, to everyone here, about what’s on your mind?”
She seemed a bit tipsy, “Or, you simply don’t care about us…”
Freya frowned, “What nonsense are you talking about?”
She looked at everyone, “In my heart, I feel that every one of us here is great, silently contributing to our country’s medical industry.”
“Then why can’t you be more honest with us during this final time we have together before we part ways?” Lane handed a glass to her, “Today, let’s be open and honest, no need for any awkwardness.”
Everyone watched.
Freya couldn’t refuse.
Reluctantly, she accepted the glass.
Lane suggested they all toast.
“For our meeting, for our destined gathering.”
Everyone stood up to clink glasses.
Freya really couldn’t drink now.
But in this situation, she couldn’t refuse.
She tried to drink as little as possible.
She was never good at drinking.
The liquor was especially harsh on her throat.
She took a bite of food, savoring the taste slowly.
Neo said, “Director, I toast to you.”
Freya, “…”
“Neo, I…”
“What’s wrong, do you think I’m not competent at my job? You won’t even drink the toast I offer?” Neo interrupted her, pressing on relentlessly!
Freya said, “You’ve been great, helping me a lot, I appreciate that.”
When it came to Neo, she really couldn’t refuse.
So she drank another glass.
Starting with Neo.
Everyone toasted to her one by one.
Freya declined.
But they said, “You drank for Neo, are we not the same? Why treat us differently?”
Freya, “…”
Freya drank too much.
Her head was spinning.
Even though she only took a little sip from each person.
“Director, will you miss us after you leave?” Lane’s arm was around Freya’s shoulder.
Freya nodded, “I will…”
“I wish you wouldn’t leave.”
Freya looked up, in a daze, seeing multiple images, as if she was drunk, “Family is important to me, my child, my husband… I’m sorry for them.”
After saying that, she collapsed.
Neo went to get Eagle from outside.
Telling him that Freya was drunk.
Eagle carried Freya to the car, and she felt uncomfortable, “Uh…”
She felt like she was going to throw up.
Eagle quickly carried her out and she crouched on the roadside.
Eagle asked Neo to buy a bottle of water.
In a questioning tone, he asked, “Why did you let her drink so much?”
Neo said, “With so many people, it’s hard to refuse.”
“Madam, rinse your mouth.”
Eagle handed her the water with the cap twisted off.
Freya took the water, not rinsing her mouth, but took a sip or two.
She didn’t throw up.
Eagle carried her back into the car.
He pulled out his phone and called Elijah.
“Hello.”
“Mr. Silverton, madam is drunk, I’m taking her back now.”
“Eagle, stop. Tell me who she was drinking with?”
“People from the research institute, it seems there was a dinner party at the institute today.” Eagle replied.
Freya, in a daze, recognized Elijah in front of her. She threw herself into his arms, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”