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    As they walked out, the manager filled her in on all the details. The following day, Rachel ensured everything was in ce and arrived at the restaurant ahead of time.


    Soon after, Charlie showed up.


    Thanks to her careful nning, the food and wine were served promptly.


    Throughout the dinner, Rachel remained attentive—serving him food, deboning the fish, and refilling his wine.


    Needless to say, Charlie was more than satisfied. He seemedpletely at ease, a pleased smile never leaving his face.


    But after a couple of sses of wine, when Rachel finally mentioned Huey’s situation and asked for his support, the mood shifted. Charlie set down his fork, took a slow sip of water, and studied her with newfound seriousness.


    “Rachel, you certainly go to great lengths for your friends. But I have to ask, how much sincerity are you really willing to show?”


    Rachel carefully poured him another ss of wine, her tone measured as she probed, “And what exactly do you mean by that?”


    “Drinking is something best enjoyed withpany, and there’s no fun in doing it alone. Don’t you agree, Rachel?” Charlie asked.


    Rachel had already expected this. But after a slight pause, she gave a small nod.


    If going through this could offer Myrna even a shred of hope, she felt it was worth it.


    Even if things didn’t go as nned, as long as the new drug could bring Myrna some relief, it wouldn’t be in vain.


    “You’re right about that. Count me in.”


    “Rachel, I admire how upfront and sincere you are. I enjoy conversations with people like you.”


    Charlie then filled a ss with strong liquor and handed it to her himself. “Go ahead.”


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    At that moment, Rachel knew there was no avoiding it. If she wanted to help Huey, she had to drink. Without hesitation, she finished the ss in one gulp.


    The moment the liquor touched her throat, it felt like fire, burning its way down and making her gasp. The sting mirrored the turmoil inside her.


    Her head tilted back as the burning sensation brought tears to her eyes. Charlie chuckled and patted her shoulder. “Looks like drinking isn’t your strong suit! If that’s the case, I won’t force you.”


    But Rachel wasn’t about to waste this chance. She quickly grabbed the ss again and took another shot.


    This time, the liquor scorched her stomach, just as unbearable as the first.


    She clenched her jaw, pushing back the tears. “It’s just been a while since Ist drank. I just need to get used to it. But as long as you’re drinking, I’ll keep up with you.”


    “That’s the spirit! I like your attitude. Just enjoy yourself tonight, and your friend’s issue will be taken care of.”


    Rachel lifted her ss with a forced smile. “Then, I’ll thank you in advance!”


    “Of course!”


    And with that, the drinks kepting, one after another.


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