Reborn Second Chance With The Scheming Tycoon novel Chapter 183

Chapter 156 Her dream guy just showed up!

Right now, Sophia Lee was completely cornered and had no choice but to go head–to–head with Amelia Johnson. The atmosphere around them instantly heated up, and those guys nearby? Their eyes basically glued to the scene, oozing with interest.

The bartender worked fast, lining the whole table with ice–cold beers in no time.

Before kicking things off, Amelia casually tossed out the wager. “Whoever loses has to agree

to one request from the winner. No questions asked, Deal?”

Sophia grimaced, glaring at her like she wanted to bite. She couldn’t back out now, could

she?

“Fine. Hope you’re not the one regretting it.”

Amelia didn’t waste another word. She picked up a bottle, tilted her head back, and started chugging without hesitation.

Now that’s what they call irresistible–Amelia, with that delicate neck and confident vibe, drinking straight from the bottle, had every guy staring, unable to look away, practically

drooling.

Some probably even wished they were that beer she was drinking.

Clank. Bottle hit the table.

In just moments, Amelia slammed down an empty bottle like it was nothing–cool and sharp

without even trying.

Sophia was lowkey shocked. Was Amelia bluffing before, or legit just this good?

She couldn’t make her out anymore.

“Well, Miss Lee, do you need me to help you out?” Amelia teased, her tone light but loaded, making the surrounding crowd burst out laughing.

Sophia flushed in embarrassment, quickly grabbing a bottle and copying Amelia’s move–but it just felt off, like trying too hard.

Even though Sophia looked decent herself, when it came to aura, Amelia left her far behind. “Ugh!” Sophia ended up coughing mid–chug. The whole graceful image? Gone in an instant.

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Amelia smoothly picked up another beer and popped the cap one–handed. The guys around

her practically swooned.

“She’s fire, seriously.”

“Even her vibe screams badass.”

As compliment after compliment rained down on Amelia, Sophia’s face darkened with fury.

Why? What does Amelia have that she doesn’t?

Grinding her teeth, Sophia chugged bottle after bottle in frustration.

Meanwhile, Amelia kept her pace steady, sipping like she was tasting each drop. The whole

scene was mesmerizing.

She stared at Sophia with amusement. Predictable. Hot–headed and impulsive.

If she couldn’t keep her own temper in check, how could she possibly control a crowd?

As the minutes ticked by, the number of empty bottles grew. But a closer look showed

Sophia’s pile was noticeably larger.

Now Sophia was tipsy and swaying, barely able to stay upright–basically turning into a

beer–guzzling robot.

Amelia, on the other hand, had flushed cheeks and dreamy eyes, but her mind? Still clear as

day.

Just a bit longer, Amelia told herself. Sophia’s about to drop.

Ten minutes left before the one–hour mark.

The men watching were itching to make a move, just waiting for either girl to keel over.

“Am–Amelia… Listen to me… I, Sophia Lee, won’t lose to you!” Sophia spat out defiantly,

slurring her words.

But the very next second, she crumpled onto the sofa like a puppet with its strings cut.

A guy nearby quickly held her up. “Looks like she’s out cold. I’ll take her home.”

Another man near Amelia jumped in enthusiastically. “Hey beautiful, can I help you…“I won!” Amelia Johnson jumped up excitedly, but wobbled and stumbled right into a familiar chest. She squinted up at the man in front of her, slurring, “You… why do you have two heads?

“But you look so much like the guy I like!”

“Of course! You’re Damien Taylor, the one and only!” Amelia giggled and playfully tugged his nose. Her words tumbled out nonstop. “Your nose is so tall. I heard from Little Z that if a guy’s nose is high, then his… down there…”

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