Flint was determined to protect Carabella secretly so she wouldn't be bullied again. If Larissa found out about the engagement being called off, she would immediately accuse Carabella of stealing Jefferson. Therefore, until now, he had pretended nothing had happened, pretending to treat Carabella as his fiancée. He also planned to tell Jefferson about this so his mission would go smoothly.
All he could do now was openly put his arm around his friend's shoulder and sip his wine. He wanted his friend to focus on his cousin. "Larissa, Jefferson has always hated wine. Have you forgotten?"
Larissa scratched her head helplessly. Was it true that Jefferson had always hated drinking wine? Wasn't it because Carabella hated it? Her curiosity still burned within her. Should she interrogate Jefferson now?
"Strangely, I rarely see Jefferson drinking wine when he's with Carabella. But on every date with me, he always wants to drink wine."
