Chapter 366 Prepare A Meal
- *Sandra's POV*
- After dinner, we sprawled in the living room, letting the food settle like royalty on recline. Sly—ever the fitness bro in a mafia suit—slid me a grape sparkling something instead of wine. A mocktail. I wanted to roll my eyes into the next dimension, but I wasn’t about to hand him the win.
- So I knocked it back like it was ladies’ night and the bartender was my bestie doing two-for-ones.