“Jared, forget about it,” Hilda whispered anxiously.
Lincoln burst into laughter when he saw how troubled Hilda was. He then mocked Jared, “Hey punk, you still have time to change your mind. Can you even afford to drink brandy? You look like you don't even have twenty thousand with you. Stop bluffing, punk!”
“Change my mind?” Jared grinned. “What for? It's just brandy anyway. It's not like I've never drank it before. But if you've regretted your actions, you still have time to stop the waiters.”
“Hahaha! Are you kidding me? Why would I? A few million means nothing to me.”
Lincoln laughed aloud. Let's see how long you can go on with your act. Once the liquor gets here, you d surely regret it.
Soon, the waiters served up ten bottles of brandy. Everyone was amazed because none of them had ever indulged in such expensive liquor.
“Sir, do you need help to open them?” one of the waiters asked Lincoln.
Lincoln hesitated and turned to look at Jared. “Jared, are you sure about this? Once they open the bottles, it'd be too late to back down!”
Lincoln was certain that Jared was bluffing, and so he pressured him to submit. In fact, he hoped that none of the liquor would be opened because he couldn't afford to pay.
Jared smiled faintly and said to the waiter, “Please open all of them.”
“Yes, sir.” The waiter proceeded to open up a bottle of brandy.
Lincoln was stunned. He didn't see that coming.
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