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Chapter 1466 Drunk

At the end of Dylan's sentence, he looked slightly aggrieved, making him look exactly like Aaron.

At the thought of Aaron, Arielle’s smile faded. She did not know how to interact with the man anymore.

Soon, the help served the dishes.

It was Dylan's first meal with his daughter and son-in-law, so he was exceptionally delighted. He asked Sybil to bring a bottle of

wine over. After all, he was in a good mood, and he wanted to have a drink.

Sybil hurried away to bring the bottle of wine and the glasses before placing them on the table.

After opening the bottle, Dylan filled a glass for Vinson. “Come, Vinson, drink with me.”

Vinson immediately took the glass of wine with both hands and uttered, “Of course.”

I'll ask Arielle to drive tonight. I'll drink a few glasses with Dylan. I'm sure he’s been leading a miserable life all these years.

At the sight of the two men’s interaction, Arielle smiled and took a sip of her drink.

The whole scene was blissful and harmonious.

By the tthe meal ended, Dylan was feeling rather tipsy.

He patted Vinson’s shoulders and slurred, “Brat, you have to be nice to my... princess. She's... my everything. If you dare to... dare

to mistreat her... I'm telling you now... I'm going... going to destroy you.”

Even though Dylan was drunk, Vinson earnestly replied, “Don’t worry, Dad. Sannie’s my everything.”

Hearing that, Dylan patted him on the shoulder and mumbled “good” a few times before falling silent. The way Dylan was

concerned about Arielle despite his drunk state made her purse her lips as mixed emotions surged within her.

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Although her adoptive parents were nice to her and treated her like their own, she still thought about how nice it would be if her

biological mother was still alive. Unfortunately, that was something she could only dream about.

“Where's my father’s room? It’s best for him to retreat to his room to rest now,” Arielle said to Sybil after recomposing herself.

“His room is the one beside the study upstairs,” Sybil responded as he stepped forward to support Dylan. Vinson went over to help

out as well. By the tthey settled the king down, an hour had gone by.

“Prepare a hangover remedy for him later,” Arielle told Sybil.

At her expression of concern for the king, Sybil delightfully nodded and replied, “Don’t worry. I'll take care of His Majesty well.”

Dylan was not good at holding his drink. He did not hold himself back this tbecause he was too happy about finally having a

meal with his princess.

Arielle nodded, and she left with Vinson.

Perhaps it was because of her good mood, but the night scenery seemed particularly picturesque that night. The sky was dark, and

the stars were countless. The moon was hanging high above their heads, lighting up the path for them.

Vinson held Arielle’s hands as they walked slowly down the road.

“Vinson, once this is over, let's have a child,” Arielle said to him calmly, staring at the car parked a distance away.

She did not want to have a child in the past. More specifically, she was not prepared to beca mother. However, at that

moment, she suddenly wanted to have a child with Vinson.

When he heard her, he tightened his grip on her hand. He wanted to say something in response, but the words were stuck in his

throat. After a long while, he squeezed out hoarsely, “Okay.”

No one wanted a child as badly as him. In fact, all he ever wished for was to have a child with Arielle. He was so excited over her

words that he was already starting to wonder what his child with her would look like.

When they returned home, the Wilhelms were already there. They were happy to hear that Arielle and Vinson had gone to visit

Dylan.

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