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.

He pursed his

was a coincidence. It must be a coincidence

to focus on the

The second round began.

round was even more

I’m afraid that you have to

game went on. Braden

bottle of wine was about to be emptied, and he was somewhat

also tired and couldn’t help but yawn. She lazily said, “Mr. Stewart, why don’t we forget about this today? If you drink again, you’ll

“Continue!”

eyes were a little blurry as he held onto Shirley and continued to

her

choice

this drinking game But she didn’t expect him to be

bad at it

life was cold and boring. It lay in his nature. It was obvious that he did

nightclubs a lot but her good friend Nau y

she would have deliberately lost to Braden who had a strong desire to win the

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

agreed that whoever loses should do one thing for the

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

her bag and prepared

want to leave just

stood in front of Shirley

drunk. His unsmiling handsome face was actually a little red, but his were as dangerous as

“Or what?”

eyes

at Braden’s dazed eyes, Shirley couldn’t help but think of that night. He also blocked

nothing had happened. This kind of irresponsible

won. I have no obligation to stay here with you. If you are a sore loser, you should be

had been suppressing her anger for a long time, avoided him with a cold face and

without

was as if he had been slapped across the face. For a long time,

expression on his face.

as ice, making people

private room was gloomy. Everyone looked at each other

of fear

was rumored that Shirley was well behaved and elegant She was a graceful lady

actually be so bold?

there was no one else who dared to treat Braden so atropanthy except

‘raden a toleranc

because

knew that Braden

difficult to deal with

quickly asked people to

would lose control. If so many people saw what Braden. did, Braden would ask Liam to fix the problem.

with them!

perceptive. After exchanging a few

old man who looked experienced. He even patted Braden on the

Even if she cries and begs,

body fell to the ground

dining chair and comforted him softly,

drunk. I’ll send you

drunk.