"She had a drink!" Celeste Sterling looked back worriedly.
"So what if she drinks? Let me tell you in secret, my brother is abstinent, indifferent to women!" Sloane Sheridan looked nonchalant, and she leaned closer to whisper.
Celeste Sterling looked shocked and obviously didn't believe it, "Really?"
"It's true, have you ever seen him with any women?" Sloane firmly assured.
Then she added, "He might even have some issues in that department."
The voice was very soft, however, Jasper Sheridan's hearing was exceptionally good. He shot a cold glare at her, plucked a pin from a nearby waiter's chest, and aimed it in Sloane's direction.
"Ouch! What's going on?"
Sloane exclaimed and hurriedly dodged aside.
Jasper Sheridan went on as if nothing had happened, carried Tanya Dalton in his arms, and strode towards the beach.
Celeste Sterling stood there speechless the whole time, staring at Sloane.
Is there a brother as troublesome as this?
