Chapter 352 Maybe it’s the Clarity from Drunkenness_1
Carson Flores watched the two women huddled together, whispering secrets, and felt a bit anxious inside.
What are they talking about?
Why are they so animated?
Was Samantha Tate now disappointed, or even resentful that he had kept her in the dark and not told her?
As he pondered, Camille Rhodes came back, arm in arm with Samantha Tate.
Carson’s gaze fell on Samantha’s face, but to his surprise, her expression was quite calm; there was no sign of agitation.
"Samantha..."
Samantha looked up and suddenly said with a smile, "Let’s continue drinking. It’s more fun to drink in three than just two of us. Let’s play a game!"
Drinking?
Carson instinctively turned to look at Camille Rhodes, who was smiling sweetly and quietly gave Carson an OK sign with her hand.
OK?