Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1002

Atlas completely ignored her cries, still focused on Tyler. "You want more? Go on.”

In this manner, three bottles were emptied in succession. Tyler, with a 'gulp,' knelt on the ground. He looked like he was about to bow down to Atlas, but he passed out drunk.

Then, Atlas glanced meaningfully at Benedict, asking, "Benedict, care for a taste too?"

Benedict had already been frightened, retreating without the arrogance he displayed toward me earlier.

Seeing Atlas asking if he wanted to drink, he retreated further, nervously mumbling and not knowing what to say.

Atlas said indifferently, "Cheers to Benedict.”

The attendant quickly opened another bottle of vodka. Benedict stammered, "I-I'll drink myself.”

After saying that, he took the bottle and poured its contents down his throat. He was spilling it everywhere, but we wouldn’t know if it was because he was nervous or doing it deliberately.

Atlas sneered, "How wasteful. Continue. Drink as much as you spilled.”

Benedict reluctantly took another bottle that was being offered. He did not dare to disobey Atlas, nor did he dare to spill it anymore.

After two bottles, Benedict was already losing control, seemingly about to crumble. Indifferent to him, Atlas pulled me up from my seat, gently saying, "I've accompanied them to drink. Now let me take you to meet the client."

I glanced at the time. There were still ten minutes until 7 p.m., but it was enough time.

I smiled at him and said, "Let's go. There's still time."

"As promised by your dear husband." Atlas put his arm around my waist. As we turned around, there was a muffled thud from behind. I was sure it was Benedict falling to the ground.

Once we left the room, I asked, "How did you know I was here?"

He smiled faintly. "Telepathy."