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.

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

a coincidence. It

had to focus on the game and showed his true

The second round began.

even more

afraid that you

went on. Braden lost all

of wine was about to be

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

“Continue!”

as he held onto Shirley and continued to play the game

her

had no choice but to

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

bad at it

was cold and boring. It lay in his nature. It was obvious that he did I go to nightclubs frequently.

go to nightclubs a lot but her good friend Nau y always drank with

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

the decanter had been drunk by Braden, Shirley let out a sigh of relief and said to everyone, “Everyone saw that Mr. Stewart lost. I hope he will keep

now, we agreed that whoever loses should do one thing for

Stewart is that he should stop interfering with my career and preventing me from entering this industry. We will compete

that, she picked up her bag and prepared

leave

stood in front of Shirley and

face was actually a little red,

“Or what?”

eyes

of that night. He also blocked her way

had happened. This kind

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

anger for a long time, avoided him with

room without

been slapped across the face. For a long time, there

expression on his face.

was as cold as ice, making people unable to figure

room was gloomy. Everyone looked at each other

of fear

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

actually be so bold?

who dared to treat Braden so

‘raden a toleranc

this because

knew that Braden

with and would do many terrible things when he was

quickly asked people to leave

would 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 could

with them!

exchanging a few words

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

on! Even if she

to the

him to sit on the dining chair and comforted

I’ll send you

not drunk. I’m very