Chapter 426
Chapter 426 Enduring Anything For Him
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Vodka proved to be a potent liquor. After taking a sip, Christopher’s face twisted in
distaste, and his movements slowed down.
Isabe sneered inwardly and poured him a third ss without hesitation.
Christopher was about to take it, but his hand suddenly froze in mid-air.
“Another one,” he dered.
Isabe was taken aback. “What?”
“I want to toast to Mr. Shaffer. He disyed excellent shooting skills just now, and I
admit defeat.”
Isabe felt a sinking feeling in her heart.
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Chapter 426 Enduring Anything For Him
Seth’s arm might have been injured from the earlier shooting. Drinking more could lead
to trouble.
But it was difficult to back out now. It would reflect poorly on Seth if he couldn’t even
handle a ss of liquor.
As she pondered, she slowly poured the liquor.
Christopher took the ss, deliberately sweeping his gaze across Isabe’s face, only
to find a smile.
He walked toward Seth with the ss in hand, offering it with one hand. “Mr. Shaffer,
would you do me the honor?”
It was just a ss of liquor. If Seth refused, he would either be suspected of being
injured or considered arrogant.
Either way, it wouldn’t be good.
Isabe had already intervened in the shootingpetition; she couldn’t intervene in
the drinking as well, or it would be too obvious.
Seth sat there, his gaze sweeping over Christopher’s hand, and took the ss with a
nonchnt expression.
Isabe watched from a distance, feeling annoyed.
She had wanted Christopher to drink to distract him from Seth, but it had only brought
more trouble.
Seth downed half a ss of vodka without even a frown.
Everyone cheered for his impressive drinking capacity.
Before Isabe could breathe a sigh of relief, Christopher asked her to pour another
ss, clearly intending to toast Seth again.
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“Mr. Larson, drinking too much is not advisable.”
“It’s just a few sses.” Christopher waved his hand.
Isabe felt helpless and continued to pour the liquor with tense hands.
The two sides were at a stalemate.
Suddenly, there was amotion outside. The door was rudely pushed open.
“Mr. Stones?” someone eximed.
Isabe looked in the direction of the sound. Two groups of people walked in from the
entrance, their presence imposing and chilling.
The leader, a young man in his early twenties, stood tall with a military-style buzz cut,
unmistakably a member of the military.
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“My dad is upstairs. He witnessed the two perfect shots just now and was curious
about who made them.”
“Old Mr. Stones is upstairs?”
Everyone except Seth stood up. Christopher set down his ss as well.
Yaris’ eyes were sharp. He spotted Seth at a nce. “Seth, you’re here as well?”
Seth nodded and replied, “I’ve just arrived.”
“Well, those two shots must have been yours! Yaris walked over, sat down next to Seth,
and pped his arm. “Let’s go meet my dad.”
Isabe saw that Yaris had pped Seth right on his wound, and she shivered at the
force of it.
Seth showed no expression, as if nothing had happened.
He stood up and said to Yaris, “Alright.”
Isabe was nervous, thinking that it might have been better to let Seth take the vodka.
While she was pondering, Seth stopped and looked at her. “What are you waiting for?”
As soon as he spoke, Yaris nced over and whistled softly.
Isabe let go of the vodka in her hand and walked over slowly. She naturally took hold
of Seth’s injured arm to prevent anyone else from pping him.
As they left, Yaris called out to the others, showing them some respect.
What was originally a small gathering had now turned into arger one.
Isabe was on high alert, and several contingency ns popped up in her mind.
Before they went upstairs, she whispered in Seth’s ear, “I’m prepared to endure anything
for you. Please keep that in mind.”