Chapter 777 You Can't Catch Me

At the end of the dinner, all the artists came to give Kisa a toast. Everyone was just so jazzed, and the atmosphere was so upbeat. Not wanting to kill their buzz, Kisa drank to them all, one glass after another. At first, Gilbert offered to drink on her behalf, but she still had a grudge against him and refused to accept his kindness. So, after many glasses of wine later, she was hammered just as expected.

When she left the hotel, she insisted on Jensen driving her home. But Gilbert dragged her out of Jensen's car. She was pissed off and refused to take Gilbert's car. He finally had no choice but to bring her to stroll down the street.

Kisa ended up hugging a tree trunk, wanting to throw up, but could not. She frowned, looking awful.

Gilbert patted her on the back, trying to soothe her. "You should have let me drink on your behalf, not stubbornly insisting on drinking the toasts and ending up with a screwed-up body."

Kisa pushed him away. "It's none of your business. Who are you,