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.

pursed his thin

it was a coincidence. It

the game and showed his

The second round began.

round was even more strange.

afraid that you have

on. Braden lost

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

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

“Continue!”

her

choice but

known that Braden was not good at this drinking game But she didn’t expect him to

bad at it

that he did I go to nightclubs frequently. He

course she didn’t go to nightclubs a lot but her good friend Nau y always drank with her so she became good at dinking

Braden who had a strong desire to win the game Then

a sigh of relief and said to everyone, “Everyone

agreed that whoever loses should do one

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

she picked up her bag and prepared to

leave

front of Shirley and tugged

was already a little drunk. His unsmiling handsome face was actually a little red,

“Or what?”

eyes

couldn’t help but think of that night. He also blocked her way and

he pretended that nothing had happened. This kind of irresponsible cowardly

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

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

without looking

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

expression on his face.

as cold as ice, making people

Everyone looked at

of fear

rumored that Shirley was well behaved and elegant

actually be so bold?

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

‘raden a toleranc

because

knew that Braden

Braden was quite difficult to deal with and would do

he quickly asked people to

when Braden was too drunk, he would lose control. If so many people saw what Braden. did, Braden

with them!

After exchanging a few words

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

Even if she cries and begs, I

fell to the

dining chair and comforted him softly,

I’ll send

not drunk. I’m very

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