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 thin lips

It must be a coincidence

to focus on the game

The second round began.

was even more strange. Soon, Braden lost

afraid that you

went on. Braden lost

his liquor, the entire bottle of

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

“Continue!”

deep eyes were a little blurry as he held onto Shirley and

her

choice but to

was not good at this drinking game But she didn’t expect

bad at it

It lay in his nature. It was obvious that he did I go to nightclubs frequently. He was not good at these drinking

friend Nau y always drank with her so she became

who had a strong desire to win the game Then she would be able to go home

drunk by Braden, Shirley let out a sigh of relief

we agreed that whoever loses should do

for Mr. Stewart is that he should stop interfering with my career and preventing me from entering this industry.

that, she picked up her bag

leave just

front of Shirley

was actually a little red, but his were

“Or what?”

eyes

of that night. He

pretended that nothing had happened. This kind of

to stay here with you. If you are a sore loser, you should be the

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

without

if he had been slapped across the face. For a

expression on his face.

making people unable to figure out what

was gloomy. Everyone looked

of fear

Shirley was well behaved and elegant She was a graceful lady How could

actually be so bold?

one else who dared to

‘raden a toleranc

because

Braden was alrady

Braden was quite difficult to deal with and would

he quickly asked people to

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

with them!

a few words of courtesy, they

He even patted Braden on the shoulder and said earnestly, “Mr.

if she cries and begs, I

tall body fell to the ground with

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

I’ll

not drunk. I’m very

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