Chapter 459

"Ah! My feet hurt! I don't want to wear these high heels anymore. I want to take them off," Grace whined. "Come on, be good. We'll take them off when we get home," Oliver replied gently, wrapping his arms around her. Grace shook her head stubbornly. "But what about my rival? Dad said you were supposed to find me a rival. Where is she?" "There's no rival, Grace. Are you drunk?" Grace began to sway slightly, her eyes unfocused. "Hey, why is your head spinning in circles?" At that moment, Oliver realized he couldn't let her out of his sight any longer. Juniper understood his concern; no one knew what kind of trouble Grace might cause next. As Grace clung to Oliver's head, she exclaimed, "Why is your head so hard? Is it made of stone?" "That's just my skull," he replied dryly. Panicking, Grace quickly hugged her head. "Oh no! I have a skull in my head too! What should I do?" Grace was drunk. She was lost in her own world and floating somewhere far above reality. Drunk people la