"This glass of liquor is for all you elders. If there's anything Evander has done before that made you unhappy, I hope you'll be forgiving!"
With that, Evander Lancaster drained the whole glass in one bold gulp.
Daemon Lancaster and his brother exchanged a glance, each lifted his glass, and drank as well.
Michael Lancaster had been silent the whole time; ever since he learned he was infertile, his temperament seemed to have become much more subdued.
After a few rounds, Victoria Thornton and Valeria Howard feigned discomfort and went back, and Aunt Aurora Lancaster's husband had to go on a business trip tomorrow, so they also went back to rest.
Michael Lancaster glanced at his wife Catherine Taylor, who had been at his side the whole time. "You go back and rest too. We men are drinking; no need for a woman to keep us company."
