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Hannah glanced at his computer screen, commenting, “But your work isn’t finished yet.”

“Can you wait for me for half an hour?”

His gaze met hers with sincerity.

Under their locked gaze, Hannah’s heart skipped a beat, feeling butterflies in her

stomach.

She looked away and compromised, “Okay, but no more than half an hour. Not even a minute more.”

“Alright.”

Noah immediately returned to his seat, quickly getting back into focus to tackle his pending tasks.

Later that evening, they arrived at the bar.

The ambiance was lively, with colorful lights and chatter.

When Hannah and Noah arrived, most other guests had already gathered in the private room, enjoying themselves.

Noah, deeply engrossed in medical research for years, had never concerned himself with affairs of the Lawson Group or attended any social gatherings.

He did not enjoy the heavy atmosphere of alcohol, frowning as soon as he stepped in, looking aloof and detached.

Hannah sensed his discomfort.

As they entered, she whispered to him, “If you’re not comfortable, you can wait outside or take a cab back to the Moore Mansion.”

She quickly put on a warm smile as she turned her attention back to the room. However, Noah grabbed her wrist, his tone slightly awkward.

“Hannah, do you always attend such events?”

Hannah lowered her gaze, hiding her inner turmoil.

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Then, she replied casually, “I’m the heir of the Moore Group, responsible for improving the family business. Whether I like it or not, attending such events is part of my duty.”

She removed Noah’s hand from her wrist and walked in alone.

Inside, people greeted her warmly.

Some noticed the man behind her and commented, “I heard your engagement with the Fuller family didn’t work out. Is this your new love interest? He’s so handsome!”

Hannah turned back and saw Noah had not left, standing silently behind her.

She flashed a smile and explained, “He’s my new secretary. I brought him here to get acquainted with the scene.”

After exchanging light pleasantries with the other CEOS, Hannah quietly approached Noah.

“What are you doing here? This place isn’t suitable for you. You should leave.”

Noah shook his head resolutely.

“If you can adapt to this kind of scene, I have no reason to feel uncomfortable.”

Since he insisted, Hannah did not push further. Instead, she took his hand and led him to an empty sofa, where they sat down together.

Noah lowered his head, staring at the hand she held.

The warmth of her palm felt reassuringly real.

Throughout the evening, Noah blocked all the toasts meant for Hannah as drinks were passed around.

After three rounds of drinking, a rosy flush appeared on Noah’s handsome face, and he seemed noticeably tipsy.

Hannah shook her head helplessly.

Drinking this much on an empty stomach and still holding up after three rounds showed his good tolerance.

“Ms. Hannah, here’s to you. Looking forward to future collaborations with the Moore Group.”

She quickly regained her composure, raising her glass with a polite smile.

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“Thank you, Mr. Ethan. The feeling is mutual.”

Just as she was about to take a sip, Noah stopped her. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

He was obviously intoxicated, but he insisted on drinking on her behalf.

She leaned closer to his ear and cautioned, “You’re too heavy. If you pass out, I won’t be able to carry you back to the Moore mansion alone. Just a few drinks, I won’t get drunk. Trust me.”

He shook his head, speaking sincerely, “Before, I couldn’t help you settle things you didn’t like because I wasn’t by your side. Now that I’m here, I don’t want you to be bothered by these things anymore.”

Hannah was briefly taken aback, hearing such genuine words for the first time.

Lost in thought, she handed the glass over to Noah again, who drank it all in one go.

The consequence of his stubbornness was evident as he eventually succumbed to the alcohol.

Hannah sighed inwardly.

The brief moment of appreciation vanished as Noah slumped over.

Another female CEO, seeing Noah’s state, approached to offer consolation and even considered patting his handsome face to help him sober up.