Olivia's face turned pale instantly. She bit her lower lip tightly, enduring the unpleasant smell, and lifted the glass, drinking it down in one gulp.

The strong liquor burned her throat instantly.

She couldn't bear the taste and coughed a few times.

With a glass of alcohol in her stomach, her head had already begun to spin, and her vision was somewhat blurry.

With her face flushed red, Olivia explained, "Mr. Tres, I really am not associated with Oliver anymore. We ...