True Love Waits

Chapter 611

Chapter 611 A Party Game


All the other soldiers nodded in unison. They were one big well-oiled machinery. "Yes, Talbot's right, Chief. We did that only for your own good! We had no ulterior motives."

Wesley, however, was unfazed by their unanimous response and replied calmly, "All of you! Get out and get ready for a running exercise. If you delay for even a single second, your phone will be confiscated." He added in a warning tone, "For a month!"

"Yes, sir. We're leaving right now." They all responded in a similar way. Then one of them mischievously added, "Please do remember to check Blair's WeChat Moments." Before Wesley could retort, Talbot and the other soldiers turned around and darted out of Wesley's office faster than a scared rabbit.

When the office had quietened down, Wesley slowly brought out his phone and opened the WeChat app. He tapped on Blair's Moments.

Blair had posted a photo about half an hour ago. She was with a group of eight people, all holding a glass of beer and toasting each other. The caption caught his eye. "Warning! Whoever gets a phone call, has to chug down one glass!" Eight phone numbers were mentioned beneath that, as if inviting people to call!

Wesley knew at a glance that the last number was Blair's. He wondered if anyone had called her. Was she drunk?

The glasses looked quite tall, even though they were slightly narrow. Still, she didn't have a big appetite. Could she gulp one down?

Actually, by the time Wesley could check her WeChat Moments, Blair had already been forced to gulp down two glasses of beer. Of the two calls she had received, one was from a classmate she had in high school and the other one was from Orion.

Joslyn, the birthday girl, had already received five calls. Unfortunately, the calls weren't going to stop for her since everyone would want to wish her, oblivious of the rules of the game.

Just as the group had settled down after one of the calls, one of the boys received a call-from Hartwell!

The boy wanted to cry when he heard what the voice from the other end of the line was saying. "Hi there. I'm Joslyn's husband. Can you put her on the phone for me, please."

The boy replied in an anguished tone, "Sir! Come on! You could have called your wife directly!"

nonchalantly responded, "Oh, please! I saw her post and know all about your little game. I wanted to talk to her so I just randomly picked up a number." It was obvious why. He didn't want his

his phone to Joslyn, murmuring, "You know, your

a call has to chug it down! We didn't have a restriction on the callers. Pop a glass

honey," Joslyn greeted her husband with

cannot be there, you know? Don't drink too much and keep an

it's fine! It's

gets

"Got it."

said, she hastily went over to help her. "Blair, let

It's just beer; there is very low alcohol content in it."

progressed quite rapidly and pretty soon, the table in front of the eight players was full of glasses and bottles of beer. Those who hadn't taken part in the game helped them open the bottles and fill the glasses. Some of

friends for long ever since she began to study abroad. However, much to her surprise, she still received quite a number of calls after that. Maybe some of her followers found the game interesting and were just calling her for fun. However, what annoyed her the most

sideways glance at Joslyn, who was

on. Look at Aby. He's set quite an example!" A girl gloated as she pointed to a wealthy boy sitting on the sofa. About a dozen tall glasses were already placed in front of him and his phone didn't seem

to him, Blair's situation was not that bad. But she was already feeling quite full. And if

this game, so no matter how much she regretted her decision, she had to face the consequences. She picked

the trouble was short lived. Because the more they drank, the more excited the eight gamers became. Loud music soon began to drift over from their table. Blair and Joslyn were singing at the top of their lungs. One of the songs they chose turned out to be a romantic

end, she finally had to send up a new post in her Moments. "Please, please. I've drunk eleven glasses already. I can't take another one. Don't

such a pathetic manner. But she was drunk now. She was going to have no idea what she was doing later on. And she was

the second post, a lot of people commented below, saying that they were willing to come over and drink her glasses for her. Who would have said no to free beer!

She didn't want to involve anyone outside the group and certainly not boys she hadn't even talked to in a long

it to the boys who

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