Chapter 1265

Mrs. Perez shot a sharp look at her husband, clearly annoyed, and jabbed him with her elbow. "Really? You’re acting like you’ve never seen whiskey before. Didn’t one of your old classmates send you a bottle just last year?"

She wanted to imply that the liquor wasn't anything special and to stop behaving as though he had been bought off.

Mr. Perez paused for a moment, then corrected her seriously, "This is aged, top-tier whiskey. It's different."

Mrs. Perez’s face darkened, but after seeing his reaction, he finally clammed up, though somewhat reluctantly.

After this brief exchange, Mrs. Perez couldn’t exactly demand that Lydia take her gifts back. She coughed lightly, trying to regain her composure.

“Well, we’ll accept these, but only because he doesn’t have many hobbies besides this,” she said, casting Lydia a pointed glance, her lips curling into a faint, sarcastic smile. “You really did your homework.”

Lydia’s expression stiffened, feeling the sting of her kindness being tw