His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1166

Lance texted her back. It read, "You're the boss, Rachel. Wait, I am on it."

When Rachel received the message, she broke into a hearty laughter. Putting her phone in front of her partner in crime, she exclaimed, "He accepted!" She stared at Holley in disbelief, absorbed in her thoughts. 'She is amazing. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have the nerve to send this text.'

"Ms. Bai, all you need to do now is wait patiently. Since he has agreed to help, I'm sure he will not let you down," Holley assured her in a calm tone. As she scanned the message on Rachel's phone, she was elated.

"Yeah, I am gonna stay here and wait for the right moment," she nodded in high spirits.

While Rachel and Holley were waiting quietly at the corner, Sheryl was having fun with her employees.

Inside their compartment, Sheryl and her companions were having a great time. She was always buried in work at the office, but she finally decided to let loose and enjoy her time. She not only volunteered to sing to create a lively atmosphere, but also actively threw herself into games.

Sheryl's behavior made Isla's jaw drop. Isla was seeing a different side of Sheryl for the first time.

"Mr. Lu, this is your first time at the Lavender Bar. I would like to personally take care of you and make sure you enjoy your time here. Let's toast to celebrate your first time at my establishment," Lance proposed as he raised his glass at Charles. He was trying to get Charles drunk. That was the task Rachel had given him.

Rachel would make her move after Charles was tipsy.

"Do you forget that I don't drink?" Charles snapped back with a raised eyebrow. That was a lie. He said that to his business partners sometimes to avoid drinking, and right now, he didn't feel like drinking.

If he ever felt like it, he would. Otherwise, he would refuse calmly no matter who was offering.

And no one ever dared to force him.

And now, Lance was caught unawares by the sudden refusal.

Holding his wine glass in the air, he stood alone leering at the motionless Charles. Awkward, he didn't know whether he should put down his glass.

Dustin noticed that Lance was in an embarrassed situation. Coming to the latter's rescue, he made his way to Charles and tried to hand him a cup of tea. Looking at the two, he suggested, "Since Mr. Lu doesn't want to drink, he could indulge in some tea while you drink wine. What do you say, Mr. Lu?"

Charles didn't respond. He stared at the cup of tea in front of him.

"No offense, Mr. Lu. I usually have a drink with important guests when they come here as a sign of respect. I thought you might want some drink too," Lance chimed in hurriedly. "I apologize for doing this without asking you. You are not one of those people. I remember that you don't like tea. Please wait a moment. I will get you soda."

Saying that, he sprinted towards the door.

"No need." Charles' icy voice echoed throughout the room as Lance reached for the door. The latter paused immediately and turned to Charles with a baffled look. "No soda today. Since you've prepared these drinks for my sake, I will have some of that wine," the young president said casually.

"That's great! Thank you, Mr. Lu. To our friendship!" Lance gushed with a wide smile, as he drained the liquid in one gulp. He felt the strong alcohol take effect in his body. He was slightly uncomfortable.