"Just as you suspected."
As Lily Turner stood up, Easton Holmes immediately knew she had started to become doubtful, her little suspicions were all written on her face, and he could see them clearly.
After hearing Easton Holmes's words, Lily Turner's beautiful eyes widened, and the confusion on her face disappeared, replaced by surprise and disbelief.
She wanted to continue asking something, but her peripheral vision caught sight of his comrades, so she decided to hold her tongue.
"Sister-in-law! We have a rule here that we can't drink alcohol, so today we'll toast with soft drinks. We'll definitely make it up to you next time." Jaxon Dyer raised his glass and clinked it lightly against the glass in Lily Turner's hand, "Congratulations!"
"She's not feeling well today, so she can't drink."
As Easton Holmes spoke, he reached out to take the glass from Lily Turner's hand and drank the beverage inside before she could react.
