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Chapter 73 Who's Charlie

Once a few more rounds passed, Liam quit playing tricks and simply dealt the disc to everyone.

Freya, however, wasn't about to back down from competing with Kristian.

She received either the one marked "small" or the one marked "big"-nothing in between.

"Who's ended up with the one marked 'big'?" Liam surveyed the group with a raised eyebrow.

Freya, more upbeat than usual, couldn't hide her enthusiasm. "That would be me,” she declared, her voice tinged with excitement. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Kristian replied without hesitation.

"Finish all the drinks on the table," she announced boldly.

A hush fell over the group. Everyone exchanged stunned glances.

Trent shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his expression one of dismay.

He knew all too well that Freya's judgment tended to slip when she had a few too many.

Kristian, locking eyes with Freya, his gaze intense and unwavering, promptly lifted three glasses. He downed them in one fluid motion, his voice dropping an octave, resonating with a seductive allure. "Let's keep this going," he insisted.

"Kristian, come on, if you're going to play, play it right," Freya slurred slightly, her words still sharp despite her tipsiness. "I said all the drinks, not just three."

"Freya, he's dodging the dare and going straight for the drink," Liam interjected, gently pointing out what might have escaped her notice.

Freya faltered, her gaze shifting from Kristian to the drinks scattered across the table. It seemed to be a logical explanation.

Kristian's expression darkened intriguingly as they launched into another round of their game, their roles now flipped.

Even through the fog of her drunkenness, Freya's instincts remained sharp. "Dare," she declared confidently. "Come here," Kristian commanded, his voice low, his intense gaze locked solely on her.

In that moment, Freya's cheeks were a vivid pink, her large, expressive eyes fluttering under the soft caress of her eyelashes.

Her lips, dewy and a deep shade of red, seemed to draw him in like a magnet.

Kristian, caught in the moment, realized he had never seen her quite like this-so vulnerable yet so alluring.

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Clutching her glass of wine with a defiant grip, Freya suddenly exclaimed, "No!"

Her voice cut through the buzz of the room, leaving everyone, including a dumbstruck Trent, staring in surprise.

With a flick of her wrist, she raised her glass and downed the contents as effortlessly.

Thankfully, after a cautious hint from Trent, Liam had wisely switched her beverage to a milder wine, averting any potential disasters.

"I just wanted you to come closer so I could whisper the dare," Kristian explained,

softening his

lips downturned and her

do that? I don't get

head, Trent responded,

room fell into

head, chimed in, "Yeah, I'm

was a dare in itself, even if he hadn't framed it

now that Kristian was the

"Let's just end the game here. There are rooms both upstairs and

from their seats, their movements quick

on them that tonight's gathering was orchestrated by Liam with Freya and

Liam's gaze shifted back and forth between Kristian and Trent. "So, who's going to take

face clouded

else looking after his wife seemed preposterous

it was time for a serious discussion with Liam about his reckless

in a silent battle of wills. "Freya

brow furrowed

a loss

faces revealed a subtle

I aren't officially divorced yet; it's only right that I look after her." Kristian's gaze landed on Freya, who was obliviously playing with the disc. His decision locked into place. "I'm not accustomed to sharing a bed with another

gently, his gaze dropping

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Chapter 73 Who's Charlie

her large eyes brimming with

seized the moment to discreetly exit

tugged at his

was wiser to step back, he mentally

prefer to sleep alone or with Kristian?" Trent asked, always

declared, her voice tinged with a dreamy

etched itself

in the world was

"Charlie isn't here tonight. Your choices are to sleep

listened intently, his penetrating gaze

just tumbled from Trent's lips took him aback. In such a scenario, wouldn't most people probe about whose

was Trent's motive with

tonight?" Freya inquired nonchalantly. All she truly wanted was

can do," Trent replied, his voice tinged with

responded, her

and stepped out,

discs on the table,

with an unknown number, her initial reaction was

the persistent ringing left her with no choice but to pick up. “Hello? Who's this?" she asked

began, his voice carrying a courteous and refined tone throughout the conversation. "Am I speaking

are you

Jeucwell, promptly followed by giving her the address and explaining

conversation wrapped up after five