Chapter 90 Help!

Grace shivered a bit.

"You should know those people in my friend list."

Grace's heart skipped a beat.

Gloria kept struggling, as she knew how awful the consequence would be if Grace drank.

Grace raised her hand and grabbed the bottle held by Quinn, "I will drink it."

"No! No!" Gloria tried her best to move towards with her eyes wide open, but she was controlled by a strong guy.

Walter took a look at her frivolously, "Sorry, Gloria, but it is the grudge between her and me. You have no right to get involved." "No! You will kill her!"

Suddenly, Gloria noticed that her phone vibrated with ring tones.

She managed to break free for an instant and then she connected the call, "Help! Boss, we are at the sixth floor."

Walter immediately slapped her phone away and sneer, "Gloria, how dare you! Are you trying to ask your fucking boss for help?" "Alright, we will just wait here. I would like to see how your boss is going to deal with us?"

The call was still connected. The man who answered the phone still remained silent.

"Quinn, let her drink! I would like to see the noble Miss James lower her proud and arrogant head to beg for money."

"Krik, bring your men and rush to the sixth floor." The man on the other side of the phone clenched his phone.

Then he rushed to the elevator. Kirk was stunned, then he called his men and followed that man, "Boss, what's going on?"

Caden still remained silent. But everyone around him could tell from his eyes that he was burning with rage.

the elevator, he started to search all

his boos

that private

phone, "Come on, drink it! Miss James, what are you waiting for? Or I will send your photos on my social app. I guess all my friends must miss you since

pale and she

she still tried to avoid embarrassing her previous family regardless of any cost. "No!" Gloria

be a death risk if Grace

smiled at her. Gloria was stunned. She suddenly realized that this silly girl looked so

Gloria's face carved in her mind as it might be

a part forever! I just ask her to drink a bottle of

Gloria glared at him.

lightly. She put the bottle on her lips. When she raised her head, she murmured to herself, "Leona, if I can still survive after drinking, I should have paid you off. If I die,

a gulp of Whisky. The strong smell of alcohol

waste it.

it! Drink

are you too picky about the Whisky? Come on, Quinn, you should buy her some Whisky of

box sneered, mocked and

Bang!

was kicked open with a huge noise. Everyone in the box suddenly

them but

held by

and took away the

his bloodshot eyes and scanned through those playboys in

Walter and Quinn, was

Walter tried to sound out his

that, the man who gagged Gloria immediately stepped aside. "How much did she drink?" Caden questioned with a cold voice, but with a

fortune that you come here

a bit of Whisky meant nothing to normal

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