Chapter 223

Sara took a taxi to the address Wanda had sent her. It was a barbecue spot in an alley known for its food. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Wanda slumped over a table outside. There was a lot of food on the table, and more importantly, there was a case of beer by her feet—five or six bottles were already empty. Sara hurried over and sat down on the bench next to her. She gently patted her on the shoulder and asked, "Wanda, what's going on? Why are you all alone? Why did you drink so much?" Hearing Sara's voice, Wanda swayed and finally lifted her head. "Sara, you came." Her eyes were red from crying, and she clearly looked drunk. "Yeah. Why are you drinking alone?" Sara asked softly. "Because I'm happy. I've been working overtime lately, and today, I finally closed the deal," she said as she grabbed another beer, opened it, and poured it into her glass. "Sara, take a look at the menu and order whatever you want. It's on me today." Sara looked at all the food on the tab