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!”

onto the sofa. He then grabbed Curtis’

his empty glass in Carlos’ hand and thought, ‘Carlos aren’t you

bottle of liquor and waved

get some of

freezing glance at his friends and said,

rolled their eyes secretly and cursed inwardly, ‘Carlos, do you have to be

have to drink with him. Don’t you know that my wife won’t Let me touch her if I go

chuckled and patted

to hug

woman, I’LL call Stephanie over so that

a glass of liquor, suppressing his urge to kick Damon, and

he wants to hug

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