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!

it yourself that you will eat the table if you lose. Do you want to break your promise

still waiting for

slapped on the table hard. "Hey, please

your act now!"

He blurted sheepishly, "We're all friends, do you guys really have to kick

urging you to fulfill your promise, so why

his head down. He knew that he couldn't be easily spared this time, so he suppressed his anger and mumbled in a timid voice, "I'm

was extremely startled to listen to Clinton's sudden change of tone. Was he really the arrogant Clinton Tucker? None of them could remember when Clinton was so chicken

had no

could he

did not concede, he would have to eat

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

and timid was the only way

can't really force him to eat the table, can you? Let's forget about it, shall we?" 2 "Yes, he's

his a*s kicked for being so cocky and pompous. His

mistake. It was just the beginning, something 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, let's not

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