At that moment, Michael, Daniel and Harry were watching the surveillance camera, waiting for any useful information they could get from Linus. However, these kids were so drunk that they had forgotten their objective.
“Old man,” Harry finally put down his glass as he asked Michael, “Why are we drinking wolfberry tea?”
Michael stayed silent. They couldn’t do anything else while they sat here. They couldn’t drink, yet they couldn’t sit there without consuming anything as well, so they had to order something to drink. Without knowing why, Michael had ordered wolfberry tea without a second thought. He really was getting old…
The atmosphere in the room next door was pleasant. After they were done singing, Stanley dragged Linus to experience their traditional Cethosian culture. Sophia enthusiastically followed them, thinking that Stanley would take them to watch a performance of some sort yet when they arrived, there was a mahjong table set in the center.
After dinner and drinks, everyone did not want to go home yet so they all sat around the mahjong table and played three rounds. They all used Venmo and made the transactions on the spot. As they were still in Audistin, Michael wasn’t worried at all. He got a deck of cards and played poker while watching the youngsters playing mahjong. However, as the five youngsters sat at the table, it occurred to them that they had a very serious problem—only three of them knew how to play mahjong!
Upon walking into the mahjong room, no one was leaving without getting tainted and the other two were destined to be dragged into this. Linus was curious about Cethosian culture, so he volunteered to learn. Sophia, on the other hand, was forced to learn. They took turns all night and finally had a rough understanding of how the game worked.
As Sophia’s Venmo was linked to Michael’s credit card, Michael’s phone kept on ringing all night from notifications from the bank.
‘600 was charged to your card ending XXXX.’
‘1000 was charged to your card ending XXXX.’
As they played happily, Sophia was growing more and more enthusiastic. Her cheeks were flushed even though she had lost tens of thousands in a single night.
On the other hand, Linus had lost even more. His losses were reaching six figures, but he got happier the more he played.
Outside of the mahjong room, Gemma dozed off while standing. Meanwhile, the two bodyguards Linus brought with him dozed off one after another. In the next room, Daniel and Harry had already fallen asleep. However, Michael was leaning against the sofa as he watched Sophia through the surveillance. How… adorable she was! Just look at that round face and pink, tender lips. She looked good from any angle!
There was a vast difference between the younger generation and the older generation. As the old men started to doze off, the youngsters were getting more and more lively. Stanley, who won money from the game, had ordered a barbeque set meal before they moved back into the karaoke room, so they ended up singing and eating.
After drinking, Stanley began to talk without any restraints. He drank as he ate, all the while babbling at Sophia, “Do you know what had happened to Sunset after you brought her over to your house?”
“She’s pregnant! Sunset is pregnant!”
“What have you f*cking done to my cat, Sophia?”
As Sophia ate the food that Sean brought over, she defended herself, “That’s none of my business and it’s certainly not my fault! I don’t have the body part to make your cat pregnant!”
As they bantered, Sean acted as the hardworking elder brother and barbequed the food. This grill was good and it was smoke-free, not to mention the room was well-ventilated. Smiling, Linus’ face was flushed from drinking as he countered, “Stan, what are you worried about? The truth will come to light when the kittens are born.”
Furiously, Stanley swore, “Hmph, just you wait. If the kittens Sunset gives birth to are orange, I will castrate your litter of orange cats!”
Sophia mumbled a response, as she had no confidence to refute. After all, she had happily filmed her orange cats taking turns on Stanley’s Ragdoll. Meanwhile, a drunk Sarah was hoarsely singing at the side.
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