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 not

It must be a

to focus on the game and showed his true

The second round began.

was even more strange. Soon, Braden

Stewart, I’m afraid that you have to

on. Braden lost all the

though Braden could hold his liquor, the entire bottle of wine was about to be emptied,

yawn. She lazily said, “Mr. Stewart,

“Continue!”

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

her

choice but to

Braden was not good at this drinking game But she

bad at it

was obvious that he did I go to nightclubs frequently. He was not good

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

had a strong desire to win the game Then she would

in 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

that whoever loses should do one

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 both

she picked up her bag and prepared to

leave just

in front of Shirley and tugged

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

“Or what?”

eyes

help but think of that night. He also blocked her

sex, but he pretended that nothing had happened. This kind

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

suppressing her anger for a long time, avoided him with a

room without

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 unable to figure out what was on his

was gloomy. Everyone looked at each

of fear

rumored that Shirley was well behaved and elegant

actually be so bold?

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

‘raden a toleranc

this because of

that Braden was

his experiences, Braden was quite difficult to deal with and would do many terrible things when he

quickly asked people to leave

people saw what Braden. did, Braden would ask Liam to fix the problem. There

with them!

few

He even patted Braden on the

her back? Come on! Even if she

body fell to the ground with a

dining chair and

I’ll

drunk. I’m very