Chapter 175 Threaten

Christina blinked. I would like that.

Let’s go, then.Nathaniel said.

Noticing the exchange, Sebastian felt a tinge of admiration.

Mr. Hadley did not want to go just a second ago. A mere word from Mrs. Hadley was sufficient to change his mind. Nobody spoils their wife as he does.

Madison, too, managed to deduce the reason. I’ll make the reservations,” she said with a small smile.

Later that evening, the four of them were seated in a private room.

The table was filled with various delicacies, many of which Christina had never seen before.

Curious about the new, unfamiliar food, she ate most of it.

Halfway through, Madison ordered the manager to open a bottle of red wine. You must try the wine. here, Mrs. Hadley. It’s sweet and tangy.

She poured Christina a glass as she spoke.

Although she was not particularly fond of drinking, Christina did not decline the offer. After a few sips, she found it delectable.

Madison poured her another glass, smiling as she did so. You must not drink very often, Mrs. Hadley.

Almost never,” Christina admitted.

Madison smirked. One who does not drink often will behave most interestingly when drunk.

Suddenly, she was seized by an impulse to see Christina drunk.

After several glasses, Christina began to feel dizzy.

Intoxication by wines of that nature would start off slow as the aftereffects built up into a powerful kick.

She sipped less than half of another glass, then handed Nathaniel the rest. I can’t drinkhicanymore.

were puffed up, and her large eyes were slightly

took the glass from her and set

were grape juice. He was worried for her, as it had only taken three glasses to get her drunk.

stood up and stumbled toward the door. “I’m

worried, Nathaniel ordered a female server to accompany her. Then, he

bill.

said Sebastian

were left

Nathaniel. She was unable to discern any emotion

and, mustering her

twenty–five. Her consistent self–care and training

deserved to stand beside Nathaniel as his equal,

closer. Her voice lost some of the professionalism it had in the office and instead sounded meek like Christina’s. “I’m feeling

Madison had moved

will send you,”

during a casual meal, Sebastian, the consummate professional, never drank on the

hinted any less subtly, yet Nathaniel still turned me down.

a woman who helps you instead of one who burdens

provide Nathaniel with all the assistance he needs to take his legacy to greater heights. Why would he lower himself for Christina, who doesn’t know a damn thing, than

and unmoving. “I like her, and that’s

is or what she

at the cold and handsome face. Just like that, he rejected all of my love in the cruelest manner. There is nothing more I want than to leap into his arms, kiss him, and tell him I love him, but

that moment.

was quite drunk. She could not

Nathaniel’s arms. The fall

grumbled, “What are

and caressed her hair. “You’re drunk.

picked Christina up

pair depart, her gaze filled with envy. Her heart seared

phone

irritated. “Didn’t I tell you to never call me

holding a bag of ice to her swollen right cheek, tears streaming down her face. “Christina found out what we did. Because of her, I have taken a dozen slaps to

swollen. It pained her to even talk.

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