She knew my tolerance for alcohol was low and had told me before that I didn't need to worry about drinking at such dinners. Yet now, she was personally forcing me to drink.
Mr. Walker smiled kindly. "It's okay. If he doesn't want to drink, that's fine. I'm just stepping out for a moment; you all go ahead and eat."
Agnes' voice turned icy. "Do you really want to ruin this deal?"
My heart trembled, and I lowered my voice as I looked at her. "I took cefalexin."
She froze for a second but quickly laughed mockingly. "Stop making excuses. Drink up and get the deal signed. If we lose this partnership, don't blame me for turning hostile."
The girl who once loved me wholeheartedly was long gone. Her love for me had completely faded away.
When Mr. Walker returned, Agnes pretended to be affectionate and held the wine glass to my lips. "River's in a mood with me, but it seems he'll only drink if I feed him myself."
Mr. Walker chuckled warmly. "Seeing how well you two get along puts me at ease. A couple must work together to go far. I get what you're saying, don't worry—the deal is still yours."