“If I did anything wrong, I will definitely correct it.”

Sebastian looked at Aire, then at Sabrina. He asked again, “Why did she ask you to hold her shoes?”

Sabrina lowered her head, shaking it. “I don’t know who she is. My hands were sticky, so I was washing them. This woman then came in and asked me to hold her shoes.”

Sabrina looked up at Sebastian. “Mr Ford, I don’t know what sort of games you all play here. It’s my first time being in this sort of an event as well. Tell me what you want me to do, I’ll do it.”

Sebastian then looked at Aire. “How about this, you kneel down and hold Sabrina’s shoes, then ask her for forgiveness. If she forgives you, you don’t have to drink. Is that okay?”

Aire was speechless. He wants her to hold the shoes of a hostess? She has to kneel?

It was too big of a humiliation. But Sebastian’s expression looked like he would never let her off. Aire immediately obeyed, looking at Sabrina as she walked towards her.

Sabrina immediately ran to a corner. “