Caroline’s cheeks were red. She told Liberty, “I really hate these parties.”

“I don’t like them either, but it can’t be helped.”

Even if they chose not to take over as matriarch, they still had their businesses; attending events was inevitable.

Caroline patted Liberty’s shoulder. She smiled. “I won’t be doing these with you in the future. Everyone puts on a facade and speaks without sincerity. I hate these pretentious events the most.”

“I won’t let your hopes down,” said Liberty.

Darren brought two cups of honey water.

He passed the cups to Caroline and Liberty and said, “Drink some honey water. It’ll make you two feel better.”

“I’m not drunk.”

Caroline muttered, yet she still accepted the cup.

“Your face is already red from drinking. You’re drunk, just not knocked out.”

Liberty also felt slightly drunk but still alert, like Caroline.

She could still reason.

Since they had drunk alcohol, they became more talkative and kept chatting.

“Darren.”

After finishing the ho