Chapter 926:

These past three years had solidified into Hamilton’s and Patrick’s collective belief system.

That evening, the four of them had polished off two cases of beer.

Fueled by the liquid courage, Patrick threw out a suggestion.

“Merely drinking loses its charm after a while.

How about we spice things up with a game? Whoever loses has to call Mr. Green…”

Harlee, not known for her tolerance to alcohol, had once drowned her sorrows in booze when Rhys fell off the cliff.

Even a few shots back then had been enough to get her heavily intoxicated.

By the time Patrick proposed the game, Harlee had already downed four beers and was feeling buzzed. She responded with a relaxed nod.

her mind reflexively

was like a jab to the

pounded with relentless drunkenness, compelling her to

empathy sparking a

to speak, Harlee’s voice, heavy with

find losing

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he’d spent with Harlee, she had consistently outshone him, her talents vast and

with a shake of his head, “Rhys,

vision yet again, was more than

later, after enjoying a round of drinks, the

drunk but kept up a composed front. She had driven herself and disliked others handling her car, opting instead to call a

no move to offer her

drive Harlee home?” While they

a slight

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