Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 88: Cocktails Worth Tasting

Chapter 88: Cocktails Worth Tasting

Ella thought for a moment, her head aching slightly. With Charles around, she doubted anyone would dare to play tricks on her.

As long as she stayed close to Charles, she’d be fine.

With this thought, Ella chuckled softly, feeling she had overestimated Hannah. Would they really dare to make a move with Charles present?

Deciding not to dwell on it, Ella followed Chloe out of the changing room.

The bar outside had become lively. The bartender hired by the dream cruise was reportedly a famous rising star, hard to book for less than a million a month.

Ella and Chloe returned to their table. After eating until she was nearly full, Ella noticed Hannah and her group laughing and chatting not far away, seemingly without any ill intentions.

However, the man in black occasionally glanced at Ella with a gaze so intense it felt like it could burn her.

Ella lowered her head, choosing to ignore the man. Given he had no connection to Hannah’s group, she didn’t give it much thought.

"Brother, don’t you think Ella looks good in anything? Her dress might be the simplest here, but she still looks the most captivating," Chloe said with a light smile, looking up at Charles.

Charles blushed, feeling a pang of jealousy. It didn’t matter how beautiful she was if her heart wasn’t with him.

"Yes, Ella is very beautiful," Charles said, looking up and smiling warmly at Ella.

Ella gave a slight smile, elegant and enchanting like a white lotus in a pond.

But her bright eyes, sparkling with an extravagant light, made it hard for anyone to look away.

"Thank you. I’m done eating, please enjoy the rest of your meal," Ella said, elegantly wiping her mouth with a napkin.

Chloe put down her utensils as well. "Brother, shall we go have a cocktail over there? I’ve heard the ship’s bartender is excellent... it would be a waste not to try at least one drink with our ticket!"

Charles, full of indulgence and helplessness, replied, "Alright, just one drink, and no more!"

"Yay! Success! Ella, let’s go!"

Chloe, overjoyed, grabbed Ella and headed to the bar.

At the bar, Chloe asked the bartender, "Do you have any cocktails suitable for newly eighteen-year-old girls?"

The bartender, a man in his thirties with a small tuft of beard showcasing his unique style, replied with a gentle smile, "Yes, we have several. Pearl Summer Night, Enchanting Moonlight, and Red Paris Dance are all suitable. They’re not too strong but still flavorful."

Chloe, resting her chin in her hand, turned her eyes to Ella. "Ella, which one do you want?"

"Red Paris Dance," Ella said, the name catching her interest immediately.

"Me too. Sir, we’ll have two Red Paris Dance, please," Chloe said sweetly. The bartender nodded and began mixing the drinks, his movements fluid and skilled. Ella watched as he combined over a dozen liquids, including alcohol, fruit juice, and some coffee-colored powder, which seemed to be coffee.

Chloe, impressed, smiled, "Ella, look at how amazing this bartender is! He mixed such a complex cocktail in no time!"

The bartender handed over a drink, its liquid a vivid red like the evening sky, with an enticing aroma.

Chloe eagerly took it, thanked the bartender, and immediately took a sip. Various flavors spread across her tongue.

"Wow, it’s really good!" Chloe exclaimed.

Chloe’s eyes narrowed to slits as she smiled, "Coming to this Dream Cruise really was worth it!"

Ella couldn’t help but laugh. This girl truly loved new experiences.

Soon, the bartender brought over the second drink. Ella took it, thanked him with a bright smile, and took a delicate sip.

Her taste buds were greeted by a symphony of flavors: the rich aroma of coffee, a hint of acidity, a touch of bitterness, a trace of sweetness, and the fragrant notes of tequila, making her want more.

After a few sips, a blush of luxurious red spread across Ella’s delicate face, making her look even more enchanting. Her lips, seemingly enhanced by the alcohol, glowed with a deeper, more enticing red.

"Miss, may I buy you a drink?" a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from behind. Ella turned to see the man in black standing behind her, his hawk-like eyes fixed on her.

His gaze, dark and intense, roved over her face and then down to her chest, filled with a strange mix of greed and desire that made her feel incredibly uncomfortable.

Suppressing her urge to retch, Ella shook her head lightly. "I’m not good with alcohol, but thank you for the offer, sir."

Chloe sensed the man’s ill intentions and quickly pulled Ella toward Charles. "Let’s go to my brother!"

Ella nodded. The man’s shifting gaze confirmed her suspicion that he was the one who had been staring at her earlier.

William leaned against the bar, fiddling with his unique lighter, a cruel smile playing on his lips as he watched Ella walk away.

"Give me a Bloody Mary," William said calmly. Despite the bartender’s extensive cocktail menu, he preferred something as bold and stimulating as a Bloody Mary to match his mood.

"Right away, Mr. Walker," the bartender replied respectfully. William was a shareholder of the Dream Cruise, and his female companions changed with each appearance.

William’s eyes hungrily followed Ella’s youthful figure. He licked his dry lips; he loved fresh young women.

He had originally planned to relax with his current companion, but discovering a new face and hearing Avery’s enthusiastic recommendation had piqued his interest.

A brief interaction confirmed his suspicion that she was a bit haughty, likely a wildcat hard to tame. But such a challenge was exactly his type.

"Your drink is ready, Mr. Walker," the bartender announced, placing the Bloody Mary on the bar.

William raised an eyebrow, took the drink, and waited patiently. His two female companions approached, and he irritably handed them a card worth tens of thousands, directing them to the nearby casino.

When Ella, Chloe, and Charles stood up, the dim lighting cast a soft glow on Ella’s now flushed face, showing a hint of unease. Her eyes were dreamy, and Charles hurried to support her as they made their way downstairs.

Ella couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong. Her body felt hot, her head dizzy, and an unsettling feeling spread through her.