Mr. Terence was delighted when he heard what Zeke said.

If he gives another round of toasts, he’d come to a total of at least three bottles.

That amount of alcohol can probably set his insides on fire.

It’s better if this guy just dies.

Mr. Terence’s gave a hearty laugh. “Wonderful! I like your attitude. Alright. Since you insist, we will respect that.

Mr. Terence personally poured all of them a glass each.

Sharon quickly stopped Mr. Terence.

“That’s enough. You don’t need to pour him another glass.” There was a bite in her tone.

“Zeke, don’t you know your own limits? Will you only stop when something goes terribly wrong? Even if you don’t care about what happens to yourself, you still need to think about us. If something happens to you, we’re the ones that need to take responsibility.”

Crew-Cut and the others instantly felt displeased.

“Ms. Edward, what do you mean by that?”

“Aren’t you looking down on us by stopping our buddy from giving us a toast?”

“Since you don’t want him to drink, you should drink in his stead then.”

Sharon was going to say something when Zeke picked up his glass and gulped its contents in one go. “Now that’s what I call a quality wine!”

Sharon plopped back down to her seat and gritted through her teeth, “You’re a gone case.”

Mr. Terence laughed and finished his own glass of wine.

Zeke toasted a glass to each of the remaining four men.

Mr. Terence and the others had drunk six glasses each, but Zeke had drunk five times the amount!

Even if that amount didn’t kill him, it would burn a hole through his stomach.

Sure enough, not only did Zeke struggle to stay upright in his seat, but his features had also contorted in pain.

He was probably having a gastritis attack.

“Are you finally done? I’ll take you to the hospital now.” Sharon said.

Obviously, Mr. Terrence would never allow Sharon to leave.

He quickly signaled Crew-Cut with his eyes.

Crew-Cut got his message and quickly stood up. “Ms. Edward, a woman of your slim figure surely can’t carry a fully grown man.”

“Tell you what. Why don’t you stay here, and I’ll bring Mr. Williams to the hospital instead.”

How can I feel at ease handing Zeke over to him?

Not to mention Zeke even had a minor conflict with Mr. Terence earlier, so it would be a miracle if Mr. Terence doesn’t use this opportunity to teach him a lesson.

She hastily answered, “I don’t want to trouble any of you. I’ll be fine on my own.”

Mr. Terence sneered. “Ms. Edward, the moment you step beyond these doors, you can kiss your money goodbye.”

Sharon was caught in a dilemma.
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