Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Blair had posted a photo about half an hour ago. She was with a group of eight people, all holding a glass of beer and toasting each other.

The caption caught his eye.

“Warning! Whoever gets a phone call, has to chug down one glass!” Eight phone numbers were mentioned beneath that, as if inviting people to call!

Wesley knew at a glance that the Last number was Blair’s. He wondered if anyone had called her. Was she drunk?

The glasses looked quite tall, even though they were slightly narrow.

Still, she didn’t have a big appetite. Could she gulp one down?

Actually, by the time Wesley could check her WeChat Moments, Blair had already been forced to gulp down two glasses of beer. Of the two calls she had received, one was from a classmate she had in high school and the other one was from Orion.

birthday girl, had

going to stop for her since everyone would want to wish her, oblivious

Angela’s Library

of the calls, one of the boys received a call—from

heard what the voice from

Joslyn’s husband. Can you put her on the phone

boy replied in an anguished tone, “Sir! Come on! You could have

game. I wanted to talk to her so I just randomly picked up a number.” It was obvious why. He didn’t

he had

his phone to Joslyn, murmuring, “You know, your husband is such a sly fox.

count?” Everyone

it down! We didn’t have a restriction on the callers. Pop a glass down, now!” While Joslyn was busy talking to Hartwell on the phone, the boy was forced by the group to gulp a

her husband with