When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 70 Get Her Back

“If you’re really allergic to alcohol, it’s not too late to admit defeat now.”

Braden said coldly to Shirley.

His goal was to make Shirley back off, not to hurt her.

Shirley continued to pretend to be weak and looked pitiful. “It doesn’t matter. I want everyone to

feel my sincerity.”

What a stubborn woman!

Braden had run out of patience. He raised his chin and said coldly, “Let’s begin.”

Everyone held their breath and automatically retreated a few steps, silently watching the show.

They played a simple game, rock–paper–scissors.

Braden, who was like a cold iceberg, actually rarely played such games. He only played with Karen and Keith when he wanted to play the game.

He knew that his skills were not that good, but it was more than enough to deal with a newbie like

Shirley.

Surprisingly, Shirley was not defeated at once.

“Rock!”

“Paper.”

“Scissors!”

Seeing that the game was getting more and more intense, Braden frowned slightly and had no

choice but to pay more attention to it.

“Rock!”

Shirley stretched out a fist. Braden stretched out his palm.

She immediately clapped her hands in excitement and smiled like a child. “I’m sorry. Mr. Stewart. You lost Drink up!”

“Ho.t?

Braden was clear, still in a state of confusion

A few seconds ago, he was still thinking of showing Shitley some mercy but he just a few seconds

later

Everyone was also surprised, but no one dared to say anything.

It was a little embarrassing for a man to lose to a woman.

Braden had a cold face and asked Liam to pour him a glass of wine. He drank it all in one gulp and said to Shirley, “Let’s continue.”

“Mr. Stewart, you are really a gentleman. Thank you for letting me win just now. Don’t let me win anymore. Just show me your real strength.”

Shirley held back her laughter and pretended to be grateful.

black. He pursed his thin lips and did not

It must be a coincidence

to focus on the game and

The second round began.

even more

you

game went on. Braden

of wine was about

said, “Mr. Stewart, why don’t we forget about this today?

“Continue!”

blurry as he held onto Shirley and continued to play the

her

no choice but

that Braden was not good at this drinking game But

bad at it

private life was cold and boring. It lay in his nature. It was obvious that he did I go to nightclubs frequently. He was not good at these drinking games at

but her good friend Nau y always drank with her

would have deliberately lost to Braden who had a strong desire to win the game Then she would be able to go home rather fox at hop on

a sigh of relief and said to everyone, “Everyone saw that Mr.

that whoever loses should do one thing for the

a soft and firm voice, “The only request I have for Mr. Stewart is that he should stop interfering with my career

that, she picked up her

leave just like

of Shirley

drunk. His unsmiling handsome face was actually a little

“Or what?”

eyes

but think of that night. He also

he pretended that nothing had happened. This kind of irresponsible

If you are a sore loser, you

long time, avoided him with a cold

without

as if he had been slapped across

expression on his face.

making people unable to figure out what

private room was gloomy. Everyone looked at each other and

of fear

and elegant She was a graceful lady How could

actually be so bold?

no one else who dared to treat Braden so atropanthy except

‘raden a toleranc

this because of

Braden was alrady

experiences, Braden was quite difficult to deal with and would do many terrible

he quickly asked people to leave

too drunk, he would lose control. If so many people saw what Braden. did, Braden would ask Liam to fix the problem. There were

with them!

was perceptive. After exchanging a few words of courtesy, they

He even patted Braden on the shoulder

back? Come on! Even if she cries and begs, I don’t want

body fell to the

him to sit on the dining chair and comforted him softly, “Mr.

drunk. I’ll

not drunk. I’m