Chapter 582
“My point is, I want to drink ten bottles. Vodka!” Emmanuel’s calm words
caused the chorus of boos in the room to abruptly stop.
He sure knows how to make an entrance, huh? Vodka? Ten bottles at once?
Could Mackenzie have been impressed by his bragging skills?
Mackenzie also understood what everyone was thinking. However, she was
more observant than the others, and she knew Emmanuel better.
He wasn’t just boasting; he had absolute confidence.
“Bring him ten bottles of vodka,” Mackenzie ordered personally.
The previously astonished crowd was now in an uproar.
Mackenzie truly lives up to her reputation as a ruthless businesswoman, but
will she replace him with another man so quickly?
“But… Miss!” The Quillen family’s servants at the scene were also flustered.
“I said, bring them to him!” Mackenzie coldly reiterated.
“Yes!” The servants had no choice but to comply. They quickly placed ten
bottles of vodka on the table and opened one bottle for everyone to verify.
Then, Emmanuel picked up one bottle and was about to finish it in one go.
“Hey, kid!” Hugo stopped him, chuckling. “Let’s get this straight. This is your
attempt to show off. If you end up drinking yourself to death, it’s none of my
business!”
Emmanuel smiled calmly, finished the bottle in one go, and only then
responded, “You just took the words out of my mouth!”
Hugo did not possess the same calm demeanor as Emmanuel. Provoked, he
suddenly became furious on the spot. “Fine! You drink one bottle, and I’ll drink
one with you!”
After so many years of dominating the drinking scene, he hadn’t been
challenged like this in a long time.
“Deal!” Emmanuel did not waste time engaging in banter and picked up
another bottle, pouring it directly into his mouth.
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