When She Unveils Identities

When She Unveils Identities By Zaylee CortéZ Chapter 70

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 lo st 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 Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

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 anymo re. Just show me your real strength.”

Shirley held back her laughter and pretended to be grateful.

Braden’s handsome face was black. He pursed his thin lips and did not respond.

He thought, it was a coincidence. It must be a coincidence just now!

He had to focus on the game and showed his true strength.

The second round began.

This round was even more strange. Soon, Braden lost again.

“Mr. Stewart, I’m afraid that you have to have another drink.”

The game went on. Braden lost all the rounds.

Even though Braden could hold his liquor, the entire bottle of wine was about to be emptied, and he wa s somewhat dazed.

Shirley was also tired and couldn’t help but yawn. She lazily said, “Mr. Stewart, why don’t we forget abo ut this today? If you drink again, you’ll get drunk.”

“Continue!”

Braden’s deep eyes were a little blurry as he held onto Shirley and continued to play the game with

her

Shirley had no choice but to continue.

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

bad at it

Obviously, his private life was cold and boring. It lay in his nature. It was obvious that he did I go to nigh tclubs frequently. He was not good at these drinking games at all

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

If she hadn’t been pregnaid she would have deliberately lost to Braden who had a strong desire to win t he game Then she would be able to go home rather fox at hop on sleep‘

Seeing that 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 he will keep his word.”

“Just now, we agreed that whoever loses should do one thing for the winner…”

Shirley 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 interferi ng with my career and preventing me from entering this industry. We will compete fairly and both succeed. You are the witnesses!”

After that, she picked up her bag and prepared to leave.

“You want to leave just like that?”

Braden stood in front of Shirley and tugged at his tie

He was already a little drunk. His unsmiling handsome face was actually a little red, but his were as da ngerous as a cheetah’s.

“Or what?”

eyes

Looking at Braden’s dazed eyes, Shirley couldn’t help but think of that night. He also blocked her way a nd then had sex with her.

They had sex, but he pretended that nothing had happened. This kind of irresponsible cowardly behavi or made her angry!

“I won. I have no obligation to stay here with you. If you are a sore loser, you should be the one who qui ts!”

Shirley, who had been suppressing her anger for a long time, avoided him with a cold face and left

the room without looking back.

Braden stayed where he was as if he had been slapped across the face. For a long time, there was no

expression on his face.

His handsome face was as cold as ice, making people unable to figure out what was on his mind.

The atmosphere in the private room was gloomy. Everyone looked at each other and kept quiet out

of fear

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

actually be so bold?

In Seatle City, there was no one else who dared to treat Braden so atropanthy except for her

‘raden a toleranc

Was this because of irade

Liam knew that Braden was alrady drunk

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

Thus, he quickly asked people to leave first.

Otherwise, when Braden 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 Liam could not deal.

with them!

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

There was an old man who looked experienced. He even patted Braden on the shoulder and said earn estly, “Mr. Stewart, don’t be discouraged. Take her back. Come on!”

“Take her back? Come on! Even if she cries and begs, I don’t want her!”

Braden’s tall body fell to the ground with a proud expression.

Liam quickly helped him to sit on the dining chair and comforted him softly, “Mr. Stewart, you’re a

little drunk. I’ll send you back.”

“I’m not drunk. I’m very sober!”

Braden was like a child, trying to make himself sit well although he had lost his balance. He sat upright,

Call Shirley back. I must beat her today.”

Liam was so tired that he was sweating. He said helplessly, “She has left. Everyone has left. The

dinner is over. Shall we go back?”

“Left?”

Braden looked around and found that he and Liam were the only ones left in the room.

“Since that’s the case, let’s go somewhere else to have fun.”

After he finished speaking, he stood up unsteadily and walked out of the room.

Liam quickly caught up and supported him. He said carefully, “Mr. Stewart, it’s so late I’ll send you

home so you can have a rest.”

“Shut up!”

Braden turned around and glared at Liam “Do I need to rest? I am full of energy I won’t go home

before dawn‘

Liam rubbed his forehead helplessly

He knew it‘

Braden, who was drunk, was about to lose control again. He felt scared as he thought about it! It was

too much for him!

“Liam, the old place! You know what I mean!”

Braden ordered Liam.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a nearby karaoke bar.

The lobby manager led them into the most luxurious private room and then said with an ambiguous. exp

“I don’t want anything. I just want some fruits and snacks.”

“You really don’t want anything?”

“No!”

Liam shouted at the lobby manager impatiently as he settled the drunk Braden down.

The lobby manager looked at Braden and then at Liam. He instantly understood and said, “Have

fun. We also have waiters at your service. If you need anything, call us at any time.”

Liam wanted to kick the lobby manager out. “Get lost!”

Looking back, Braden, who was lazily leaning on the sofa, had already chosen nearly a hundred songs.

Liam felt desperate.

Every time Braden was drunk, he would come to a karaoke bar to sing. After a few songs, he would

stop.

But this time, he actually chose more than a hundred songs. It seemed that he wouldn’t stop until

his throat became hoarse.

He knew he had to think of a way!