Chapter 95 Grossed Out

"I'll drink for her." Lucas' voice was lazy but steady. Before Molly could react, he took the glass of alcohol from her hand. The people around us were taken aback. Adam also looked surprised. "You'll drink for Eleanor? Why would you drink for her?" "She's my assistant, and I have the responsibility to protect her. She doesn't want to drink, so I'll drink it for her. She'll be my driver later," Lucas answered. Adam chuckled. "Since when did you start to take care of women? It's really strange. But then again, you're asking Eleanor to be your driver late at night. Can't you get a designated driver? I'll call one for you." "There's no need." Lucas sipped his drink expressionlessly. Molly was a bit unhappy and muttered, "Mr. Sinclair, you're really biased. You only drink for Ms. Whitman." I got up and told them that I was going to the washroom. When I stepped outside and passed by a private room, a man suddenly barged out and accidentally bumped into me. "I'm sorry." I instinctiv