Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him-Chapter 243: Natalie Vaughn Mixes Cocktails

Theodore Langdon’s eyes lit up when he heard Natalie Vaughn’s words.

"Mr. Thorne hasn’t had a drink yet, sis, hurry, I can’t wait any longer."

Natalie Vaughn thought Theodore Langdon was truly amusing.

While speaking, another person sat by her side, it was Quentin Donovan.

"Alright Nina, I want one too."

Quentin Donovan just arrived at the party, saw a crowd there, came directly over, and wow, what a coincidence, it was acquaintances.

Natalie Vaughn heard Zane Thorne talk about Brythania, because of Quentin Donovan’s slip-up, Zane Thorne’s surprise for her got ruined, making Zane Thorne take a pointless trip to Kensingport.

"Just keep dreaming."

Quentin Donovan didn’t expect to be rejected.

"Why? Why does this guy Theo get to drink and I don’t? Nina, you can’t be so cruel to me."

"Go to a bar and drink, get some beauties to drink with you until you’re blackout drunk."

Quentin Donovan: .... He got it, she was still upset about the Kensingport thing.

"Nina, it wasn’t entirely my fault, I managed to seal a deal and wanted to celebrate, is that wrong? It’s not wrong. It just so happened the flight got delayed due to weather, causing you two to miss each other."

"Why didn’t you tell me sooner?"

"Oh dear, it was supposed to be a surprise for you, wouldn’t telling you spoil the surprise?"

Natalie Vaughn: .... Fair point.

"Last time you taught me, pick a time to run up the mountain with me."

Quentin Donovan raised an eyebrow.

"What, don’t you have confidence in yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Natalie Vaughn glanced at Quentin Donovan.

"I’m just seeking perfection."

Theodore Langdon couldn’t understand their cryptic conversation, but it didn’t matter as long as he could taste the drink prepared by sis.

Quentin Donovan is flamboyant and high-profile, seeming reckless but he’s actually the most skilled among the noble heirs. Although the Donovan Family isn’t rooted in Astra City, their influence here rivals any established family.

It’s normal for people not to recognize Theodore Langdon, but absolutely impossible not to know Quentin Donovan, whether in the business world or entertainment industry.

Now, Quentin Donovan chatting so casually with that woman, even getting cold-shouldered, made more people curious about who exactly Natalie Vaughn is.

President Lawson, hiding in the crowd, looked pale, his lips bloodless, realizing he might have offended a bigwig.

Even stars from the entertainment circle recognized Natalie Vaughn, they only knew her background was formidable, and seeing the president of the country’s largest fashion group talking to her further proved her powerful background.

More and more people started whispering.

After mixing two drinks, Natalie Vaughn stopped, Quentin Donovan handed over a handkerchief from his pocket.

"When did you learn to bartend?"

Natalie Vaughn took the handkerchief and leisurely wiped her hands.

"When you weren’t aware."

Then, she stuffed the stained handkerchief into Quentin Donovan’s left chest pocket, artistically fashioning the stained end into a little bow exposed outside.

Quentin Donovan looked down, raised an eyebrow.

"Can I book you in advance?"

Natalie Vaughn frowned at him.

"What do you mean?"

Quentin Donovan took a sip of the drink, it was sour and astringent, he frowned and took another sip, still sour and without any sweetness.

What did Natalie Vaughn learn in bartending?

Quentin Donovan cocked his legs, casually resting his hand holding the glass on his knee.

"When you return from Kensingport, I’ll set up a studio for you."

Natalie Vaughn’s eyes moved slightly.

"How did you know I’m going to Kensingport?"

Quentin Donovan was somewhat proud.

"Who am I? I’m resourceful."

Natalie Vaughn: .... It’s probably because sis serves as the chief jewelry designer in her group, he accidentally found out. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Let’s talk later."

"Gosh, all the profits go to you, I just want you to put your name on it."

"We’ll see."

Quentin Donovan: ....

"Your drink-mixing skills really aren’t great, I didn’t say it earlier out of consideration for your face, but now I’m in a bad mood, I have to make you feel bad too."

However, Natalie Vaughn smirked and took a sip, looking at Theodore Langdon.

Theodore Langdon, focused on drinking on the side, drank several sips in succession, couldn’t help but click his tongue a few times.

"Sis, you’re amazing, it’s so delicious, sis, mix me a few more cups."

Natalie Vaughn laughed and said.

"Don’t get drunk."

"Then sis, make me something with lower alcohol content."

Quentin Donovan: ???? What the heck?

"Theo, aren’t you flattering your sis?"

Theodore Langdon didn’t understand Quentin Donovan’s inexplicable emotions.

"No, it’s really tasty."

Quentin Donovan furrowed his brow and grabbed Theodore Langdon’s glass, took a sip. The taste was mellow and aromatic, the aftertaste was endless.

"..."

Quentin Donovan picked up his own glass again, taking a sip, thinking he previously missed the flavor, but it was just sour and astringent.

Terribly unpleasant.

Now if Quentin Donovan still didn’t know Natalie Vaughn did it on purpose, he’d really be a fool.

Natalie Vaughn smirked at him.

"Feeling better?"

Being tricked by Natalie Vaughn, Quentin Donovan didn’t get angry, he actually liked drinking a lot, he could humble himself a bit for what he liked, especially since the target was Natalie Vaughn, he didn’t feel too aggrieved.

"If you mix me another drink, I’ll feel better."

Natalie Vaughn raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"Cough, a proper one."

Natalie Vaughn didn’t intend to tease Quentin Donovan further, seriously mixing him another drink, knowing Quentin Donovan loves and knows how to drink, she directly concocted the strongest one.

When handing it over, she said.

"Now would be perfect to have a Kensingport beauty in your arms."

Quentin Donovan ignored Natalie Vaughn’s teasing, eagerly taking a sip after receiving the drink.

"..."

Indeed, having a Kensingport beauty would be nice, the strongest drink for the wildest night.

Quentin Donovan couldn’t help but curse.

"Damn, Nina, how did you mix this? Tell me."

The drink entered fiercely yet elegantly, slightly raw and rough, but the strong stimulation to the palate was irresistible, the key point was at the end, the aftertaste was complex and long-lasting, ultimately leaving a refreshing sweetness.

Brilliant, simply brilliant.

"It’s a secret recipe."

Quentin Donovan settled for the next best thing.

"Then mix me several more, I’ll have someone bring a bottle to store them later."

Natalie Vaughn: .... What’s wrong with this guy?

Over there, President Archer wanted to see the bustle here, Serena Blackwood feared President Archer going over would reveal her lie, though feeling disgusted, she still smiled coquettishly and wrapped her arm around President Archer’s neck, kissing his cheek.

A hand slowly drifted from behind to the front, grabbing his tie, meaningfully tapping his chest.

"President Archer, though my sister is young, her temper is the biggest, taking you over recklessly might make her unhappy."

President Archer swallowed his throat, tightly embracing Serena Blackwood’s waist.

"So, Serena, what do you suggest we do?"