Chapter 79 I Choose Truth

During the next day, Imogen hung out at the resort with the other female colleagues, and they took some pictures there.

At twelve–thirty noon, all the employees ate barbecue together on the second floor of the cafeteria, three tables in total.

One table for ladies and two tables for guys.

The girls opened a few bottles of juice, and the guys opened two cases of beer.

Everyone was laughing and joking. Some even dared to make jokes about Troy after a couple of drinks.

Troy laughed faintly, but he wasn’t annoyed. The employees cracked up even more.

After lunch, some people proposed to play games.

All the employees were having a great time, so they agreed.

“Okay. Just play. What game will we play?”

“Let’s play the simplest. Spin the bottle.” One person should carry an empty beer bottle and place it across the table. “Whoever the bottle is pointed at has to choose truth or dare.”

“Okay.” Many of the employees responded.

Since Troy was on the side, no one would truly say no. Even if someone really didn’t want to play, they still had to play.

The director Sam West of McFesson asked, “Mr. Marshall, are you going to play? Why don’t you join us? Everyone is looking forward to playing with you, aren’t they?”

“Yes, of course. Mr. Marshall, join us,” Everyone agreed.

“All right. I’ll play with you guys for a while.” Troy agreed tentatively.

The employees cheered.

Led by Jack, the employees went to the back of the resort to play games together in the detached

villa.

In this detached villa, there was a large living room, a pool table, a game room, a card–playing table, a movie screening room, a gym, a bar, and so on, just for the tourists who came here on

vacation.

Everyone sat down on the ground in the large living room, forming a circle with a green beer

bottle in the middle.

Sam volunteered. “Here, I’ll be the first to spin. Let’s see who’s so lucky to be drawn first.”

After saying that, Sam rotated the beer bottle on the ground.

Everyone quieted down and stared intently at the beer bottle. None of them had the nerve to take a breath.

The bottle was turned around a few times and stopped, pointing at a male colleague.

you’re so lucky. Will you

either. He said,

questions in a

“Be quiet. All of you guys are asking questions. Which one should

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Chapter

Whoever spin’s the bottle

employees went quiet and looked

at Adam and smiled, “Ah, Adam, are you still

little embarrassed, but

blushed and

They laughed again.

“Adam, it’s your turn.”

wait. You guys are next.”

beer bottle was pointed at another male colleague this

colleague thought for a while and said, “I

give you a

a man on the

extremely embarrassed, and the man to his

was coaxing, and the male colleague kissed the man on his right quickly. Then he stood up hastily and

“Okay.”

in the group

was becoming more and more

and others asked how many minutes

they chose to take a dare. Yet dares were

not willing to answer a true question or

the game. If everyone got a

rounds.

never got a turn. It did turn to a couple of other female colleagues who were asked slightly

had just completed his dare. “Finally, it’s my turn again. Let’s see who we pick this

spun

stared at the bottle. He took the bottle straight and shook it, eventually pointing to the one who made them all

wickedly, “Mr. Marshall. Ah, it’s finally your turn. Will you choose truth or dare?” Troy answered,

was your first time with

a little shocked, secretly thinking how brave Sam was

up and a curious expression on their faces. They all

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at Imogen without

touched Sarah when he

and was extraordinarily restrained in sex,

him. He also didn’t fight with

he and Imogen were misunderstood. “Who

ask one question. I’ve

unconsciously curled her

that Troy had been in a

about it, but now she knew that they

you shouldn’t have asked that. You

“Next time!

once again. However, the question was not asked by Sam this time but by another

then went along with everyone’s suggestion and

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