#Chapter 261 Getting Drunk

Judy’s POV “There you are! Come on, you need to catch up,” Irene said as she placed another shot in front of me. I sat at the bar and took the shot, wincing at the sting as it hit my throat. She chuckled at my expression before taking another shot herself. “God, I hate these parties,” she started to slur. “Charity events?” I asked her, kind of surprised. These parties were in her element; I thought she loved dressing up and meeting up with other rich people. “Anything that has to do with stuck up rich assholes,” she muttered, taking a sip of her wine and rolling her eyes. “I always hated this kind of thing.” “I never knew that,” I told her. I felt the buzz of the alcohol making my head a bit cloudy. I looked around at my surroundings and saw how gorgeous everybody was; they were all mingling among themselves and laughing at stuff that probably wasn’t even all that funny. My eyes found Gavin on the other side of the room, Rachel by his side. They were speaking to a few men