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.

was black. He pursed his thin lips and did not

a coincidence. It must be

the

The second round began.

was even more

afraid that you have to

game went on. Braden

hold his liquor, the entire bottle of wine was about to be emptied, and he

help but yawn. She lazily said, “Mr. Stewart, why don’t we forget about this

“Continue!”

a little blurry as he held onto Shirley

her

no choice but to

had known that Braden was not good at this drinking game But

bad at it

nature. It was obvious that he did I go to nightclubs frequently. He

to nightclubs a lot but her good friend Nau y always drank with her so she became good at dinking

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

wine in the decanter had been drunk by Braden, Shirley let out a sigh of relief and said to everyone, “Everyone saw that Mr.

now, we agreed that whoever loses should

Mr. Stewart is that he should stop interfering with my career and preventing

her bag and

want to leave just

front of Shirley and tugged at

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

“Or what?”

eyes

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

he pretended that nothing had happened. This kind

here with you. If you are a

who had been suppressing her anger for a long time, avoided him with

without

stayed where he was as if he had been slapped

expression on his face.

as cold as ice, making people unable to figure out what was on

private room was gloomy. Everyone looked at each other and kept

of fear

was well behaved and

actually be so bold?

one else who dared

‘raden a toleranc

because

knew that Braden

was quite difficult to deal with and

asked people to

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

with them!

was perceptive. After exchanging a few words of courtesy,

He even patted Braden on the shoulder and said earnestly, “Mr. Stewart, don’t be discouraged. Take her back. Come

her back? Come on! Even if she cries and begs, I

fell to the ground

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

I’ll

not drunk. I’m