Thomas looked calm as he said, “Stella’s allergic to alcohol, and she can’t drink beer because she needs to protect her voice. She never drinks alcohol. If you want her to drink, she can only drink tea.”
Drink tea?
Marcel slammed the table and yelled, “Aren’t you drinking my beer? Why? Are you looking down on me and disrespecting me?”
Everyone in the private room was shocked.
Stella even flashed him an apologetic smile and said, “Marcel, please don’t be mad. I’ll drink it.”
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