The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Lucas did not dare admit that he actually did not know Melody's tolerance for alcohol. He did not know Melody would get drunk and disoriented with just one glass of champagne. Melody laid on the bed with flushed cheeks; she looked somewhat uncomfortable.

Beatrice advised Lucas not to go back downstairs. "Just stay here and take care of Melody. Your grandfather and I can handle the rest."

Lucas got up to escort Beatrice out, feeling somewhat concerned. "You two are getting older. I'll take care of her for a while, and if everything's okay, I'll go back downstairs."

Beatrice waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it. Just stay here."

To put it nicely, the guests that night needed to be entertained by Beatrice and Cedric. To put it less politely, aside from a few close friends, they were not particularly interested in mingling with the others. A small matter like that was not something they could not handle.

Lucas felt reassured by Beatrice's words. Before long, the old lady arranged for some sobering soup to be sent up.

Lynette instructed Lucas to feed Melody the soup. "Otherwise, she'll end up with a headache even after waking up."

from downstairs. Seeing the two of them going back upstairs, she could not resist following them up. Quinn,

are you planning to

to their room right

that I'm stopping

it. You're in the Riveras' house.

rush things, especially not now.

because she was her friend. Even though their perspectives differed, she

darkened.

do it? Not only are you not helping me, but you're also trying to

Even though she was dependable on her care, that was not