After a toast with Peter, Galilea refilled Sabrina's glass and nodded at Rowell, saying, "Rowell, to our smooth cooperation and promising future.”

“On behalf of Ms. Clifford, I propose a toast to you." Sabrina raised her glass and clinked it with Rowell.

Rowell smiled slyly. “Of course, if we work together, we'll definitely succeed."

Sabrina couldn't shake the feeling that Rowell was looking at her in a way that made her skin crawl.

As Sabrina drank more glasses, she began to feel a burning fire in her stomach. Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes grew moist.