Chapter 165


    All eyes were on Agnes. Mamie was sitting across from her, giving her the cold shoulder, “Don’t tell me


    you’re chicken out?”


    No doubt, Mamie was throwing down the gauntlet One was the new me, the other the old love, it was


    like watching a soap opera seeing these two women face off


    If Agnes didn’t rise to the challenge, she’d lose face in front of Jared’s posse But if she did, there was a


    huge power disparity between the two. Mamie was a rich kid who could pull any stunt she wanted


    Most folks were just there for the drama Brayden was the only one freaking out Neither woman was


    easy to handle. If Jared’s little wifey got picked on here, his birthday bash was screwed.


    But then. Agnes, after a two-second silence, coolly said, “Alright, game on.”


    She was curious to see what storm Mamie would stir up. If a showdown was inevitable, she’d just have


    to grit her teeth and bear it.


    The two women were officially at war. Shawn volunteered, “Til spin the bottle. No favorites, I promise.


    Round one started


    Shawn spun the bottle skillfully and quickly. Everyone in the room was gathered around, eyes glued to


    the bottle on the table. The bottle gradually came to a halt, pointing straight at Agnes


    A smug smile yed at the corners of Mamie’s lips, “You lost.”


    Shawn said, “Mamie, you can now ask Agnes to do something. What’s it gonna be?”


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    Sweat was beading on Brayden’s forehead. He was wondering why the hell Aaron was taking so long.


    Mamie looked around the room and then said, “The vibe in here seems to have died down since I


    arrived, so why don’t we have Ms. Pritchard liven things up. Find a guy in this room and kiss him,


    tongue and all, for a minute. Ms. Pritchard, if you please.”


    The room fell silent at Mamie’s words.


    Everyone knew Mamie was out to cause trouble, and this game was the perfect chance for her to mess


    with Agnes. But what she was doing was not just messing with Agnes, it was messing with the men in


    the room too!


    Kiss a guy for a minute? Knowing Jared, anyone whoid a finger on his girl wouldn’t get off easily.


    Agnes was poker-faced.


    All the guys instinctively took a step back. No one dared mess with Jared’s girl. They were all silently


    praying: Please, not me! But they were all still down for a good show. Would this chick really pick a guy


    and go in for a hot makeout session?


    Unfazed, Agnes was ready. Mamie offered, “If you can’t do it, you have to down a bottle. Just a


    reminder, this is not your average booze.”


    Agnes knew, as Shawn had already exined. These were rare, high-proof spirits that could seriously


    mess you up. Considering her low alcohol tolerance, one bottle could be a serious health risk. She


    couldn’t drink it. But this dare…


    Agnes looked around the room. All the men were on edge. They were thinking, this girl wouldn’t really


    pick a guy to make out with, would she? Apparently, she was a young actress in the middle of shooting


    a film. Maybe she didn’t mind. But the chosen guy would be in hot water.


    Jared didn’t like people touching his stuff, especially his wife.


    Agnes’s gaze finallynded on Shawn.