Chapter 915

"Mr. Irvin, since Nance said so, don't make things hard for her." Caroline, always the peacemaker, spoke up. As expected, Douglas fell silent and put the little box away. I quickly waved for everyone to sit down. The party was getting lively, with plenty of guests—including Vanessa and Natasha, who'd shown up to join the fun. The room was full of chatter as people crowded around Jonah and me, raising their glasses for a toast. "Ms. Nancy, you know your stomach's not great. Don't drink." Jonah was concerned for me and snatched my glass away. I could tell something was off, so I quickly stopped him. "What are you doing?" Jonah tilted his head back and downed my drink in one go, then loudly declared to the group, "My girlfriend's not drinking tonight, so anyone who wants to toast can just come to me! I'll take all the drinks tonight!" This fool. He'd only had one drink, and already he was acting like he could handle it all. There were so many people, and he wanted to toast to them a