Chapter 117

Joshua was still driving when he received the text. He glanced at the message that popped up, and his gaze deepened as he accelerated toward the suburban villa.

When he arrived, Chyler and Yiordan seemed to be playing a mobile game while Moses ran back and forth between different places. Only Cynthia and Mitchell were sitting there chatting.

Although it was just an ordinary distance and conversation, Joshua could not help but feel they should be separated, as their behavior was like an eyesore.

“You finally made it. We’ve been waiting for you for over hall an hour.” Moses joked, placing a bottle of wine on the table and pulling Joshua over.

Joshua was emitting a terrifyingly low pressure.

Moses pulled him to sit down, and all six were present. Chyler glanced at Mitchell liddling with his phone and asking Moses, “Today isn’t

day worth celebrating, so why did you call us all here?”

Moreover, he even invited Mitchell.

“Who said it’s not worth celebrating?” Moses blurted out.

turned to him, each with

the bottle down before casually saying, “Joshua and Cynthia are

lips, avoiding eye

Chyler coughed lightly.

was as daring as

join in the

goal Moses raised his glass, smirking

Cynthia picked

what are you doing? Haven’t you been warting a divorce from Cynthia for a long lime? Or is it

glared at Moses, his gaze piercing like a

and he

Cynthia and Mitchell, which were almost touching. Then, he raised his glass in deflance and clinked it against theirs, making a loud sound that echoed in the

Clink!

exchanged a glance, realizing one thing: Moses was

what are you two standing around for? Moses wanted everyone to participate. Otherwise, the game would not be lin later on. “This is a

“Aherr”

throats and lifted their glasses in

of them all started drinking. Chyler took a small sin and put his glass down, barely making

Yiordan

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