CHAPTER 428: CHAPTER 439: FASHION ICON GUESSING GAME (3)

"I’m not drunk." Victor Williams squinted at her and asked, "Did you see the third son of the Jackson Family? What do you think of him?"

"Young Master Jackson probably brought his girlfriend along." Olivia Williams was too weak to push him, so she simply answered.

"He has a girlfriend?" Victor frowned, thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

He seemed quite intoxicated.

She had never worn such a sexy, form-fitting dress before, and was already uncomfortable. Now being treated like this by him, she felt utterly humiliated.

What did he take her for?

Like those young models and socialites he met outside?

Hadn’t he bullied her enough growing up, now he had to embarrass her at the banquet?

Olivia was furious, and just as she was about to speak, with her mouth open,

there was a loud boom.

Olivia’s mind went blank.

She had never even been in a relationship, never even held hands with a boy.

But now...

"Victor!" She immediately bit his tongue and pushed him away, exasperated.

Victor seemed to regain some of his senses, holding onto the wall as he looked at her.

Olivia let out a sigh of relief.

But he suddenly called out, "Olivia,"

Olivia thought about biting again, but the image of his twisted face in pain flashed through her mind, making her feel a bit unwilling, caught in a dilemma, Victor suddenly pulled down her strap on one side,

Olivia was utterly furious, pushing him away randomly, tears streaming down, filled with fear, her voice tinged with sobs.

Victor had always liked to tease girls since he was young. Over the years, he had dated enough girlfriends to start a not-so-small modeling agency.

He was adept at flirting.

His lips and fingers seemed to ignite fire, roaming over her, making her whole body feel ablaze.

Both terrified and frightened, and yet being oppressed by him, she couldn’t move at all.

Just as she was crying out in helplessness, suddenly, there was a "bang" right next to her ear.

Victor’s nape was struck, his body swayed, and he fell forward onto the ground.

Olivia, still shaken, wiped her tears and saw Mia Ginger standing a step away, even more stunned, stammering, "You...he..."

In her panic, she didn’t know what she was saying.

"He’s fine." Mia raised her hand and touched her bag, a bit depressively saying, "Maybe he was knocked out by the thermos inside."

"Oh." Olivia breathed a sigh of relief.

Mia’s gaze fell on her, hesitantly saying, "Um, why don’t you straighten up a bit?"

Mia seemed a bit uneasy, shifting her gaze as soon as she spoke.

Olivia was stunned, lowered her head, blushed, and hurriedly tidied up her clothes.

After fixing her clothes and touching up her makeup, she glanced at Victor lying on the ground, then looked at Mia, feeling helpless.

Mia said, "You’re from the Williams family, right?"

"Mm." Olivia nodded hurriedly.

She had just graduated from college, twenty-two years old, and although she could tell Mia was younger, she inexplicably felt a sense of trust.