Carlos’ eyes darkened, his disdainful expression frozen in place.

Suddenly, he stood up from his seat and threw his glass to the wall with all his might as if trying to vent his frustration.

As soon as the glass hit the wall, it was shattered to pieces, scattering shards across the floor. No one dared to utter another word after that.

Niles stroked his hair to conceal his nervousness. He had known Carlos for many years, but this was the first time he had seen him like this.

Carlos had a long face even before he entered the private booth. And now, he Looked Like a ferocious lion about to tear its prey apart.

Wesley got off the phone and stopped Carlos from kicking the table in anger.

“Carlos, calm down!”

out his tie and threw it onto the sofa.

looked at his empty glass in Carlos’ hand and

of liquor and waved it before

some of the hard

freezing glance at his friends and said, “No

secretly and cursed inwardly, ‘Carlos, do

liquor? Now we’ll have to drink with him. Don’t you know that my wife

chuckled and patted Damon on

be able to hug his woman regardless of whether he is drunk or

to hug his woman, I’LL call Stephanie over so

suppressing his urge to kick Damon, and put

think he wants to

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