Even as Eron continued drinking, he felt a rising foreboding sensation.

As if on cue, Donald suddenly beckoned at a servant to bring pen and paper. "Ah, I almost forgot— come on, Eron. Let's have our agreement put in writing, in case alcohol causes our conversation to slip your mind."

"In writing?" Eron exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes." Donald grinned. "Write here that you're willing to have your daughter marry me. My pledge for you in turn is to do my utmost in restoring you as head of the White family. How about that?"

Eron was hesitant. "Is that... necessary?"

"Of course," Donald was suddenly solemn despite his smile. "I am a man of my word, and verbal promises never count in my opinion. Don't you agree?"

Donald's smile and Donald's bodyguards who stood around them, and he felt sweat

the pen. "Well, since it's your principle, I shall certainly follow.

You'd know how important this is

even had a servant bring them a stamp pad so they could place

between my daughter Kim White and Donald Salazar once

restore Eron White as the head of his family with all my will

men were given each other's pledges, Donald was grinning broadly after scanning through it,

the drinks coming. Drink

left on the table as they kept drinking until their faces were flushed crimson. But even as they were busy mumbling drunken gibberish to each other,

Donald bellowed furiously, slamming his hand

Eron stood up as well, assuring him with his almost unintelligible speech. "Maybe it's just a servant knocking

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