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.

out of the elevator, he started to search all

that his boos was looking

in that

fiddling with his own 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 you were released

Grace face turned pale and she stared at Quinn, "I will

still tried to

risk if

Gloria and smiled at her. Gloria was stunned. She

carved in her mind as it might be the last time

it not a part forever! I just ask her to drink a

Gloria glared at him.

I can still survive after drinking, I

of alcohol choked her. She couldn't help coughing

waste it.

on, drink it! Drink it! Drink

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

the box sneered, mocked

Bang!

kicked open with a huge noise. Everyone in the

ignored all of them but fixed

bottle held by her, he

of Grace and took away the

bloodshot eyes and scanned through those playboys in the

them, including Walter

Walter tried to sound out

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

come here just in time. She only took

Though only a bit of Whisky meant nothing to normal people, for

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