What Separates Me and You

Chapter 173 Favor or Request

Josephine dared not get her hopes up because every time she did, utter disappointment followed.

He didn’t urge her to drink, no doubt. But he kept Sierra out of this altogether, didn’t he?

She sat silently, staring at her toes. Time seemed to crawl by.

Everyone was watching Eva as she drank. Her alcohol tolerance was indeed excellent, but she started swaying after downing five or six bottles.

She excused herself to go to the washroom. Staggering, she walked about a dozen feet away before squatting next to a dustbin, retching and vomiting uncontrollably.

Kale’s face darkened.

Josephine saw Eva’s condition and felt sympathy for her.

Shiftily, Kiran looked back and forth between Josephine and Lewis out of the corner of his eyes. His expression was incomprehensible.

Kale took a bottle and said, “I’ll go on while Eva’s using the washroom.”

They were halfway there, and it would be a pity to give up now.

He needed only to finish two or three bottles and let Eva handle the rest. Then, they would seal the deal.

However, he missed the glint in Lewis’ eyes.

He wasn’t familiar with Lewis and naively thought Lewis was just another businessman.

Those who knew Lewis would have known it would take inexplicable mercy on Lewis’ side to strike another deal with him in the future after things turned out this way, let alone acquiring the 50 percent increase Lewis offered.

It would be fortunate if Kale’s business operations could run as usual after this.

At least, that was how Kiran saw it.

Kale’s quite a heavy drinker too, but he had already drunk a considerable amount before this. He could take another four bottles at most, nothing more.

Eva took her time in the washroom and returned to her seat only after Kale finished another four bottles.

a single word and proceeded with her task as everyone else

weren’t exactly assistants. Most were specifically hired

for their

great drinkers and lived off that skill, so they could only take everything that came

of it trickled down her neck and dampened the front of

averted

buttons of his shirt were unfastened, leaving his collar open. He sat slackly on the sofa with a cigarette between his fingers. His expression was indifferent, deeming everything happening around him nothing but a meaningless farce

end, Eva started losing her momentum. She continued drinking robotically, but

or six bottles on the table.

few sips at a time and going

until it was 5

Everyone was sleepy.

by the time she finishes

the rush? As per Mr.

spoke shut up

in a partnership, and he and the others had come to a consensus to take

how severe the crisis was; it was only a

the most of its crisis now could ensure

bargaining strength, it was clearly impossible for them

attitude toward Kale was proof that he didn’t give a damn about them.

could have easily engaged new partners. The smaller enterprises would blatantly fight over the opportunity

it bluntly, everyone had been through the same phase.

enterprises started small.

replace his pet if it turned against him. That was the harsh reality of

determined to watch Kale down every bottle, so he remained seated, and the others

Eva returned from the washroom, she passed out despite

bottles were left, he made up his mind

bottles without a pause and put the bottles down heavily on the table. Before he could speak, he turned toward the dustbin and barfed.

scowled and scooted

Alvarez, I finished the liquor. You’d

stood, smoothed out the creases on his sleeve, and picked up his coat. “It’s morning. Let’s dismiss.