At this moment, Clinton felt like he wanted to die right there and then! 2

D*mn it!

What was going on!

He couldn't catch a break, could he?

How did he get repeatedly humiliated by Charlie the loser? 1

Never did he expect that the painting would turn out to be authentic and worth two hundred thousand dollars!

He had already given his word, what should he do now? Did he really have to eat the table? 3

That was absolutely impossible!

He could buy a new car after his car perished in the fire, but how could he eat a table? 3

He would really die if he did!

crowd teased him, "Hey, Clinton, you said it yourself that you will eat the table if you lose. Do you want to

waiting for your

table hard. "Hey, please

your act now!"

shade of red and green. He blurted sheepishly, "We're

and they are just urging you to fulfill your promise, so why do you sound

mumbled in a timid voice, "I'm sorry, I was being impulsive and agitated. Charlie, I'm sorry for looking down upon you. Guys, I'm sorry, I hope you can

he really the arrogant Clinton Tucker? None of them could

had

else could he

he would have

broke his promise, it would irritate the crowd and they had thousands of ways to

being humble and timid was the only way out in order to dismiss the ridiculous

Tucker to apologize. Besides, you can't really force him to eat the table, can you? Let's forget about it, shall we?"

eat the table, but he needed to have his a*s

more miserable and devastating was waiting for him later. 1 Hence, Charlie started, "Since Clinton has apologized, I'll forget about the table-eating bet. It is Douglas's restaurant's opening ceremony today,

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