Chapter 132

Anne looked at him, and even though her pupils trembled, she did not move. "Did you drink too much?" It was true that Anthony drank too much, but he did not appear to be drunk like others. He still looked regal and elegant. Anne's gaze fell on Anthony's wet thin lips. Leaning over, she gently touched and rubbed against it. Anthony had not reacted, which was the best response she could get. She was expecting to be pushed away. Anne kissed him for a while until she was short of breath. She pressed her lips against the corner of his lips and asked, "I have made you a promise. Can you let her go? I have always listened to you, but can you forgive me this time?" Anthony pinched her chin. "Are you sure this is the only time?" "The previous ones don't count..." Anne pouted and whispered to him. Anthony stared at her slightly squeamish face with dark eyes. His eyes darkened, and he raised his hand. Oliver immediately ended the performance on stage. Lucia cried and shrank to