She didn't want to be a puppet anymore. She didn't want to be a pawn in that man's hand to threaten Quincy!

Hector watched Wanda drink the wine one by one in surprise and asked, "You... Are you okay?"

Wanda rolled her eyes at him and said, "What?" Then she drank two more glasses of wine. When she felt dizzy, she turned around and found Quincy. She staggered towards him. When Quincy turned around and saw her, he was also shocked.

Aaron and Yara had just rushed over. As soon as they arrived, they saw Quincy striding towards Wanda, leaving everyone behind. "Why do you drink so..." He hadn't had the chance to say the word "much".

Wanda stretched out a hand, put it around his neck, stood on tiptoe and kissed Quincy. The fragrance of alcohol, like a current, rushed into his limbs. He stared at Wanda, but she held him even tighter.

Yara was stunned and said, "This is..." She glanced around at the guests who were also stunned.

"How did my brother seem to be forced to kiss by Wanda?"

Quincy put his h

d her mouth subconsciously.

Blinking his eyes, Quincy said in a low voice, "Are you going to explain what happened last night with your drunkenness again?"

"Of course not!" Wanda narrowed her eyes and smiled. She was very sober yesterday. Drinking was just to boost her courage. After all, it was her first time to do such a thing.

Quincy stretched out his hand and gently brushed his finger across Wanda's face. "Why did you..."

Wanda frowned and rolled her eyes unhappily. "I thought you should be amazed. After all, it's the first time that a woman has taken the initiative to attack you with absolute domination in front of so many people. Today's headline must be all about you being taken advantage of by me in public. Do you regret it?"

"What?"

"Once this matter is spread out, there will be no room for manoeuvre. I declare war on someone on your behalf. The worst result is to die together."

Quincy raised himself up and looked at her. "You haven't answered me yet. Have you lost your memory?"