When She Unveils Identities By Zaylee CortéZ Chapter 70
Chapter 70 Get Her Back
“If you’re really allergic to alcohol, it’s not toote 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 yed a simple game, rock–paper–scissors.
Braden, who was like a cold iceberg, actually rarely yed such games. He only yed with Karen and
Keith when he wanted to y 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 pped 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
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 ss 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 herughter and pretended to be grateful.
Braden’s handsome face was ck. 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
was somewhat dazed.
Shirley was also tired and couldn’t help but yawn. Shezily said, “Mr. Stewart, why don’t we forget
about 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 y 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. Ity in his nature. It was obvious that he did I go to
nightclubs 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
became good at dinking pamry
If she hadn’t been pregnaid she would have deliberately lost to Braden who had a strong desire to win
the 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 interfering with my career and preventing me from entering this industry.
We willpete fairly and both seed. 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
dangerous 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
and then had sex with her.
They had sex, but he pretended that nothing had happened. This kind of irresponsible cowardly
behavior 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
quits!”
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 pped 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 gracefuldy 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
ording 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
earnestly, “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 andforted 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 bnce. He sat upright,
pointed to the empty decanter, and said, “Get the waiter to bring me another bottle of wine.
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 sote I’ll send you
home so you can have a rest.”
“Shut up!”
Braden turned around and red 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 ce! You know what I mean!”
Braden ordered Liam.
Half an hourter, they arrived at a nearby karaoke bar.
The lobby manager led them into the most luxurious private room and then said with an ambiguous.
expression, “Sirs, do you need some girls to keep youpany?”
“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.
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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 waszily leaning on the sofa, had already chosen nearly a hundred songs.
He then handed a microphone to Liam and said, “Sing with me!”
Liam felt desperate.
Every time Braden was drunk, he woulde 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!