Chapter 198
Triston entered the door with his head and shoulders hanging down. He was covered in water stains,
causing Aidan to be surprised for a moment. “What the fuck. Mr. Lambert, did you stick your head into
a ditch?”
Triston nced at Aidan coldly and said impatiently, “Fuck off. You’re the one whose head was stuck in
the toilet. Don’t bother me. Can’t you see a pimple had popped up on my face?”
Aidan didn’t want to lose to Triston and retorted casually, “You’ve got pimples, and you still want to
have barbecued food? You should eat something light.”
“I like it. Who do you think you are to meddle in my business!” With one hand supporting her chin,
Catherine propped her head on the table as she watched their verbal battle.
It was as if she were watching an extremely entertainingedy show. Aidan and Triston were used to
having verbal battles since they were young, and after a while, they sat down to have dinner.
Triston liked lively environments and was not used to eating without banter or games. He waved his
hand and shouted, “Don’t just enjoy the food silently. Come on. How about let’s y some games to
cheer up?”
The crowd nced at him and stared at him with disdain. Triston didn’t mind it. His friends always had
this attitude toward him, and he’s used to it.
Without waiting for anyone to agree with his suggestion, Triston got the waiters to serve alcoholic
drinks, cleared the middle section of the table, and ced an empty bottle there.
“Come on. Let’s y Truth or Dare. The yer is whoever the bottle mouth points to. Whoever does
not dare to y should leave right now. I won’t force you to stay!”
Seeing him in such high spirits, the crowd went along with him. Branden nced sideways at
Catherine. Her expression remained unchanged. She didn’t look like she did not want to y the game,
so he didn’t object to Triston’s suggestion either.
For Catherine, it was normal for everyone to have some entertainment after dinner. Others shared
Catherine’s thoughts. So, under the passionate call of Triston, the game of Truth or Dare officially
began.
The games started from left to right. No one expected Triston to be the first yer appointed by
the spinning bottle.
Everyone nced at him, waiting to see what would happen. Someone teased, “Mr. Lambert, is there a
restriction to the game? Or any request is okay?”
Triston did not expect himself to be that unlucky. He was the proposer of the game, and he was also
the first to y the game.
But he had no choice. He could only brace himself to continue ying the game. Furthermore, he was
the one who proposed it. If he pulled out of the game right now, how would he face his friends in the
future?
Triston waved his hand generously to express his thoughts about the game. Any request is fine. There
is no restriction.”
Hearing this, the crowd became agitated, and that man asked Triston, ” Mr. Lambert, when was thest
time you had s3x?”
That man wasn’t afraid of offending Triston, and the crowd’s spirits rose again. After hearing the
question, Triston froze. He hadn’t expected that man to ask such a private and embarrassing question.
Everyone was waiting for him to answer, and he could only force himself to give it.
“It was not long ago, the night I hosted the housewarming party!”
The man who asked the question teased, “Haha, I thought it wasst night. It looks like Mr. Lambert is
restraining himself!”
Triston’s answer attracted the attention of the jokers in the group, and also Catherine’s. She had been
watching from the side.
If she remembered correctly, she and Audrey had been there the day Triston. moved into his new
apartment, and it seemed that something had been off about Audrey since that day.
Could it be…
Triston waved his hand impatiently and said, “Okay, stop yakking. I’ve done my turn, and it’s my turn to
spin the destiny bottle!”
He spun it violently, and the bottle spun wildly in the middle of the table. The crowd stared intently at
the bottle. Their heartbeats began to speed up, and their eyes rolled in time with the bottle’s rotation in
excitement.
The moment the bottle stopped, the crowd silently took a deep breath. No one expected the bottle to…
stop in front of… Branden.
That was awkward!
Even Triston swallowed silently and gazed cautiously at Branden. “Mr. Duncan?”
Branden rested one of his hands on the back of Catherine’s chair. Leaningzily against the back of his
chair, he narrowed his eyes. His gaze seemed to be ignoring everything before him. Three buttons on
his cor from top to bottom were unbuttoned, giving him a sense of casual yet domineering arrogance
and recklessness.
“Truth!”
His simple word was like an irresistiblemand. Triston instantly smiled andughed tteringly. “Mr.
Duncan, remember what you said. There is no restriction. Here Ie!”
Triston said as if he would not give any chances, but in his heart, he didn’t dare to take it too far. The
person at the receiving end of his question was Branden, who was as ruthless as a demon from hell.
No one dared to offend him!
Triston knew Branden very well. He knew clearly that Branden had a vengeful nature. If he made
Branden unhappy now, Branden would not let him have a good time in the future either. Triston didn’t
want to be retaliated against.
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So Triston asked a simple question. ” Mr. Duncan, when was your first kiss?”
Branden answered without any hesitation. His answer shocked everyone.
“Six years old!”
There was silence after Branden said that. The crowd’s gaze drifted back and forth between Branden
and Catherine.
Catherine leaned one hand under her chin and looked at the man on her side with her head tilted. In
her twinkling eyes, there was an ambiguous smile.
Her soft lips curled slowly, and she said softly, “Six years old? When you were in kindergarten?”
Ronin was indignant. Due to the recent incident, he thought Branden was a good man and started to
like him as a person. He didn’t expect Branden to start kissing a girl in kindergarten.
He gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart, “What an animal!”
No one expected Catherine to question and tease Branden in public like this. Although everyone was
afraid, they couldn’t help but observe Branden and Catherine on the sly. They were curious to see
Branden’s reaction.
No one could guarantee that Branden wouldn’t get angry. After all, a man with such power had never
been questioned, let alone in public.
Branden’s dark and deep pupils were like the soft night sky. He fixed his gaze on Catherine’s face.
His angr face was exceptionally handsome. With his thin lips parted slightly, a deep and maic
voice slowly voicing out.
“Not when I was in kindergarten. Do you want to know?” Catherine stared into his teasing eyes. She
curved her lips into a smile before replying. “No!”
She was not interested to know the details of his game of ying house as a child. After all, she kissed
a little boy when she was over one year old. In thatparison, she didn’t lose to Branden, right?
Since Catherine stopped asking, no one dared to continue that topic. Gossip was interesting, but no
one wanted to risk their life to gossip about Branden.
No one dared to challenge Branden’s authority, and the game continued. Most of the people ying
the game had no secrets that they didn’t dare to tell others. Finally, it was Aidan’s turn to spin the
bottle.
Aidan had been waiting all night for his turn to spin the bottle. He had a n about how he would y
the game in his heart. As such, even before it was his turn to spin the bottle, he was looking at
everyone yfully.
“I demand that the next person chosen by the bottle must choose ‘dare’ and not ‘truth’!”
The crowd was in high spirits and didn’t care whether the next yer wanted to choose “dare” or
“truth”. All they cared about were that they were having a good time, and they wanted to keep it going.
The bottle began to spin. After spinning round and round, it finally stopped.
The mouth of the bottle was pointing straight in Catherine’s direction, and Aidan’s heart burst with joy.
He didn’t expect that he would be able to get Catherine to choose.