She sat back down. The servers had begun bringing out dessert, cing a small bowl of mango pomelo sago in front of each person. It looked quite appetizing.


    Eleanor looked at him for a moment before picking up her spoon and taking a bite. A sudden thought popped into her mind.


    Had she been a bit too harsh on him just now?


    After all, he was one of the guests of honor at today''s celebration and the CEO of Goodwin Biotech. And when it came down to it, his subtle mood swings were probably just because


    Eleanor stopped herself from dwelling on it. She picked up her spoon and polished off her own dessert in a few bites.


    Then, she pulledn''s bowl closer and started eating that, too.


    As the meal went on, some of the male colleagues started toasting each other. Naturally, some saw this as the perfect opportunity towork withn, mustering the courage to walk over and raise a ss to him.


    Joel, on the other hand, was spared by his coworkers after someone pointed out that he shouldn''t be drinking while recovering from his injury.


    "Mr. Goodwin, you really know how to hold your liquor!"


    Eleanor watched from the sidelines. At first, she thoughtn was just mingling with the staff, but in the blink of an eye, he had already downed four or five sses of beer. He never used to drink much beer because it always upset his stomach. Why wasn''t he pacing himself now?


    A grinning sales manager walked over next. "Mr. Goodwin, a toast to you! With the product selling this well, our whole department is fired up!"


    "Manager Webb, Mr. Goodwin has a meeting this afternoon, so he shouldn''t drink anymore. I''ll take this one for him!" Eleanor said, smiling at the man.


    Manager Webb looked surprised for a second but quickly masked it with an agreeable smile, "Oh! My apologies ipletely forgot busy man like Mr. Goodwin needs to focus on business. Dr. Sutton, a


    toast to you! Take as much as you


    like; I''ll finish mine."


    With that, Manager Webb heartily downed his drink and walked away with a smile. Eleanor picked up the ss and took a small sip.


    It was only when she set it down that she realized she had been drinking fromn''s ss.


    "I''m fine,"n chuckled, his voice raspy from the alcohol.


    "You know damn well if you''re fine or not," Eleanor replied without looking at him.


    het


    But hepletely ignored the difort because of Eleanor, stepping in to intercept his drink. It'' was as if he had been waiting all along for her to pay attention to him.


    No one else came over to toast him after that, and the lunch soon drew to a close.


    Joel turned to Eleanor. "Ellie, Mr. Goodwin looks drunk. Do you want to take him back to rest first?"