Chapter 423: I'll do it myself

Everyone followed suit, clinking glasses and drinking, speaking flattering congratulatory words.

Ella Lacey held her wine glass high, not in the mood to drink. She had been looking at Arthur for so long, but he had not reacted at all. Not even a single glance in her direction?

Could it be that her homey little white dress wasn't conspicuous enough among all those sexy dresses?

Ella Lacey was lost in thought…

"Miss Jiang, what's the matter? Drink up," Brandon Cliff urged her.

"...I don't want to drink," Ella Lacey replied bluntly.

Arthur had asked her not to drink, she remembered clearly.

Throughout the party, people kept approaching, coming to Alvin Lindsey's side, toasting to him obsequiously, "Your Majesty, I offer this toast to you, wishing you smooth sailing in your political career!"

In less than ten minutes, Ella Lacey had heard such sycophantic words dozens of times over.

She was somewhat annoyed and asked Brandon Cliff, "Can I propose a toast?"