"Sir..."
"Drink it," Bert said again, obviously impatient. "After that, take the money and leave."
When Alivia saw the certainty in the man's eyes, Alivia knew that she could not avoid this glass of wine. She had to drink it. The money she had just received in her pocket became hot, and she knew that it was not so simple...
Everything outside the private room was as happy as ever, but in the private room, the atmosphere was deadlocked little by little.
Alivia secretly took a breath and walked to the table under his gaze. She leaned slightly and asked, "Will you let me go if I drink?"
"That's right."
Alivia looked at the cup, which was full of light yellow liquid. She didn't need to put it in her nose to know how strong it was. She slowly picked up the glass and brought it to her lips. After a few seconds of hesitation, she gritted her teeth and drank it up.
The spicy liquid enters the stomach along the esophagus, almost without passing through the mouth. It is poured directly in, causing the tongue to tingle and causing a burning pain in the stomach.
She rarely drank, let alone drink so much at once. She immediately felt a little uncomfortable and dizzy, but she still struggled to raise the empty glass in her hand. "I've finished it."
Bert threw the money into the basket and walked up to her. When he was less than half a meter away from her, he lit the cigar on the table and put it to his mouth, releasing an evil aura.
"You can go."
Half a minute later, he finally opened his mouth and stopped looking at her.
Alivia was relieved. She picked up the basket and rushed out without looking back.
The door was opened and closed again, but Bert's eyes fell on the thin bank card on the ground. He bent down and picked it up. It was an ordinary card.
The man looked at the closed door again, and his eyes became meaningful.
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