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Chapter 125 Drunk Sophia

Sophia rested her hand on the table, gazing at him with a mischievous smile. "You're way more handsome than them."

Elliot's gaze turned slightly chilly. "Who?" He would take offense if she compared him to those gifts.

With a smitten look, Sophia continued, "More handsome than anyone. Those men tonight put together aren't as handsome as you."

She squeezed his arm. "Or as sexy."

Elliot was speechless. Well, she barely passed this round.

Sophia frowned. "But you can't dance! Today's my birthday, and they danced for me. How about you sing me a happy birthday song!"

"I can't sing."

"Stop lying." Sophia pouted. "Who doesn't know how to sing? Sing for me, please!"

Her soft, coquettish tone was like a small bug worming its way into his body, ticklish and tingling. Even the gaps between his bones felt itchy. Elliot felt his Adam's apple rolling, somehow finding it hard to resist.

He did not expect this tipsy little lady to be like this. However, singing in front of some servants was so
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