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

a coincidence. It must be a coincidence just

the game and showed

The second round began.

even more strange. Soon, Braden

afraid that you have to have another

Braden lost all

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

yawn. She lazily said, “Mr. Stewart, why don’t we

“Continue!”

he held onto Shirley and continued to play

her

had no choice

had known that Braden was not good at this drinking game

bad at it

boring. It lay in his nature. It was obvious that he did I go to nightclubs frequently. He was not good

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

a strong desire to win the game Then she would be able to go home rather fox at hop

the wine 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

whoever loses should do one thing for the

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

picked up her bag and prepared

want to leave just

Shirley and tugged

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

“Or what?”

eyes

dazed eyes, Shirley couldn’t help but think of that night. He also blocked her way and then had sex with

that nothing had happened. This kind of irresponsible cowardly behavior made her

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

been suppressing her anger for a long time, avoided him

room without

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

expression on his face.

ice, making people unable to figure

gloomy. Everyone looked at each other and kept

of fear

well behaved and elegant

actually be so bold?

else who dared to treat Braden

‘raden a toleranc

because

Braden was alrady

Braden was quite difficult to deal with and would do

asked

was too drunk, he 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

with them!

was perceptive. After exchanging a few words of courtesy, they all

old man who looked experienced. He even patted Braden on the shoulder and said earnestly, “Mr. Stewart, don’t be

Even if she cries and begs, I don’t

body fell to the ground with a proud

dining chair and comforted him softly, “Mr. Stewart, you’re

I’ll send

not drunk. I’m very