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!"

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 wife or Blair to drink too much, so he had deliberately

murmuring, "You know, your husband is such a sly fox.

a restriction on the callers. Pop a

honey," Joslyn greeted her husband

"What's this game you guys are doing? Take care, huh? I cannot be there, you know? Don't drink too much and keep an eye out for Blair too.

fine!

forehead. "Mmm, all right. But Blair gets drunk

"Got it."

glass of beer. Remembering what Hartwell had said, she hastily went over to help her. "Blair, let me drink that for you. I have a better capacity for alcohol

there is very

beer in front of you. You haven't even finished your own portion yet." The game 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

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 was that some of

threw a sideways glance at Joslyn, who was busy herself with her own portion of beer. Helpless, she asked the others,

more glasses waiting for you as the game goes on. Look at Aby. He's set quite an example!" A girl gloated as she pointed to a

feeling quite full. And if

volunteered to take part in this game, so no matter how much she regretted her decision, she had

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

Moments. "Please, please. I've drunk eleven glasses already. I can't take another one. Don't call me anymore." There were several crying emojis after that

going to

to come over and drink her glasses for her.

didn't want to involve anyone outside

also sent it

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