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.

handsome face was black. He pursed his thin lips and did

coincidence. It must be

to focus on the game

The second round began.

even more

that you have to

Braden

liquor, the entire bottle of wine

was also tired and couldn’t help but yawn. She lazily said, “Mr. Stewart, why

“Continue!”

little blurry as he held onto Shirley and continued to

her

choice but to

not good at this drinking

bad at it

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

didn’t go to nightclubs a lot but her good friend Nau y always

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

let out a sigh of relief

we agreed that whoever loses should do one thing for the

turned to look at Braden and said in a soft and firm voice, “The only request I have for Mr. Stewart is that he should stop interfering with my career and preventing me from entering this industry. We will compete fairly and

that, she picked up her bag and prepared to

to leave just like

in front of Shirley and tugged

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

“Or what?”

eyes

think of that night. He also blocked her way and then had

had happened. This kind of irresponsible cowardly behavior

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

for a long time, avoided him with a cold

without looking

he was as 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

well behaved and elegant

actually be so bold?

no one else who dared to

‘raden a toleranc

because of

knew that Braden was

deal with

asked people to leave

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

with them!

a few words of courtesy, they

He even patted Braden on the shoulder

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

fell to the ground with a proud

him to sit on the dining chair and comforted him

drunk. I’ll send you

drunk. I’m very

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