Chapter 144 Tilting her Head up in his Arms
Nicholas' words caused Ms. Collins's face to change slightly, and the young man sitting beside her also showed some changes in his expression.
"When it comes to this matter." Nicholas casually stroked his chin and smiled. "I can also be considered half a matchmaker. Back then, Grandpa Michael knew that you, Ms. Collins, were crying and heartbroken. He had a soft heart, so he asked me to bring some gifts to comfort you. However, I was busy with my studies at the time and didn't have the time, so I sent my older student to deliver the gifts. Who knew..."
Nicholas paused, and as everyone curiously leaned in to listen, he continued, "Who knew that unintentionally, Ms. Collins and my senior brother hit it off? It is said that their relationship developed rapidly, like a prairie fire, with love blooming between them naturally, right?"
Most of the guests in the main hall couldn't help but stifle their laughter.
But Nicholas continued with even more enthusiasm, "But then, not even half a year later, you, Ms. Collins, got married. Today, upon seeing you, I realized that you married another man, a vice president of NobleSpace Group, right? My apologies!"
The young man next to Ms. Collins suddenly put down his utensils heavily, his face no longer just unattractive. Ms. Collins' expression changed; she turned her eyes to the person beside her but apparently didn't receive a good look.
Less than ten minutes later, the young couple found a reason to leave the table directly.
At the end of the banquet, as the evening approached nine o'clock, the guests were all in high spirits.
Whether the guests were happy or not, one thing was certain that Michael was very happy tonight.
During the banquet, he chatted a lot with Jessica, and she always answered confidently and openly, making their conversation very enjoyable.
Later, when Michael was drinking, he asked Jessica if she could drink and if she wanted to have a drink with him.
Usually, Jessica didn't drink much in public, especially strong liquor, as she was afraid of getting into trouble if she got drunk. So, she absolutely avoided strong liquor.
But tonight, unable to resist Michael's hospitality, she ended up toasting a small glass with Michael.
Little did she know that as she continued to drink, her glass in front of her was always being refilled by the servant who came over specifically to pour for her. Gabriel wanted to help her avoid the alcohol, but also wanted to drink for her. However, seeing how happy Michael was, she didn't want to embarrass him and insisted that Gabriel not drink for her, accompanying Michael to drink several glasses.
After a few glasses of fine wine, she felt a bit light-headed and fearlessly continued to drink with Michael. The glasses were small, and even with several glasses, it was only about half a bottle in total.
By the end, many of the guests had left, and Jessica simply rested her head on the table, unable to drink anymore.
"Have you had too much to drink?" Michael had trained his alcohol tolerance since he was young, so after drinking for so long and with other guests toasting him one by one, he was just a bit flushed.
Seeing Jessica lying there motionless, Michael smiled and waved his hand. "My granddaughter-in-law is quite loyal. Clearly not good at drinking, yet she still drank with me for so long. Look, she's so drunk now! It must be uncomfortable lying like that. Gabriel, help her back to the room, let her rest properly, and then have Sarah make a cup of sobering drink to send up so she won't feel unwell in her stomach!"
"It's okay, I can still drink!" Suddenly, Jessica sat up straight again, her hand randomly searching for a glass on the table.
Michael laughed directly, amused by the appearance of his slightly tipsy granddaughter-in-law.
Gabriel also had a few drinks tonight, but not many, but it was definitely not suitable for him to drive back. He stopped Jessica from continuing to search for a glass and said in a deep voice, "Jessica."
As if Jessica didn't hear him, her eyes went directly to Michael; then suddenly, she smiled broadly. "Grandfather, you must have been very handsome when you were young! Can you teach me your great alcohol tolerance? I'm afraid of accidentally getting into trouble, so I don't dare to drink outside, and... hiccup... Gabriel, this person, he... "
Seeing Jessica starting to talk more, it was clear she was quite drunk.
Gabriel simply pulled her into his arms, turning her body forcibly towards him, her face hitting his chest, and then he helped her stand up.
She couldn't stand steadily and began to fall in his arms.
"Can you stand on your own?" Gabriel asked.
"Yes!" Jessica raised her head directly in his arms, her cheeks flushed, her usually clear and clean eyes now shining as if filled with stars.
She quickly stood properly in front of him, straightening her body, but soon, she leaned back into his arms.
Michael didn't rush to leave, watching the intimate scene between Jessica and Gabriel, his eyes full of 'It seems my great-grandchild has found someone.'
Gabriel picked up her coat from the chair and draped it over her, but Jessica didn't cooperate and raised her hand to push the coat away.
"Put it on, it's windy outside."
"No, I don't want to!"
"Be obedient."
"I won't listen!"
Perhaps only when she was drunk would she dare to be so stubborn and defiant in front of the benefactor.
Gabriel simply draped the coat over her again, and when Jessica tried to push it away again, he took advantage of her outstretched arms to scoop her up horizontally.
The moment Jessica's feet left the ground, she was stunned and instinctively hugged his neck. Then, looking around in surprise, trying to see the ground, she asked dazedly, "Am I flying?"
Michael watched as Gabriel carried Jessica out of the main hall, sitting there contentedly humming a tune.
Nicholas, who had disappeared for a while, didn't know when he had returned to the main hall. He came over lightly and said, "Grandpa, who warned me when I was in love to be careful about the boundaries with girls? Especially not to give girls alcohol, not to bully them?"
Michael glanced at him. "Did I say that? I don't remember."
Nicholas squinted, "Why is it that when it comes to Gabriel, you deliberately got Jessica drunk? And forced her to stay at home, letting Gabriel carry her back to the room? Your intentions, do you really think he can't see through them?"
Michael stood his ground. "I didn't get her drunk, and besides, whether my great-grandchild is carried early or late, it's the same. It's good to have a child early in marriage. Who knows how long it will be delayed?"
"Can people of your generation accept this?"
Michael snorted. "I'm fine with it!"
Nicholas sneered, "When Gabriel and I were young, we were often beaten by you, one rule after another. Now, you are so indulgent towards Jessica, all just to hold your great-grandchild, resorting to any means. Grandpa, I never thought you were such a despicable old man!"
Michael turned his face away. "What rules? I probably have senile dementia and don't remember."
"What nonsense?" Nicholas asked.
Michael glared at him. "I have senile dementia! What's it to you?"
