The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 591

"We'll have a drinking contest. First one to pass out loses!" Penelope declared boldly.

Hamilton scoffed. "You want to compete with me in drinking?"

"Does Mr. Amos look down on me?"

"As a matter of fact, I do."

"If I win, you promise to lift the blacklist against Natalie and stop giving her trouble!"

"There's no way you can win!"

"Are you afraid to accept?"

Hamilton smiled, then turned to Theodore. "Theo, if I win, can I punch her? Just once. She's been getting on my nerves lately."

Theodore merely glanced at Hamilton before getting up and heading inside the house.

Hamilton frowned. "Was that a yes or a no?"

Penelope said angrily, "Why are you asking him? I'm giving you permission to hit me!"

Michael tugged at Penelope's sleeve. "Even if you let him, he wouldn't dare."

"Theodore and I are done. Why wouldn't he dare?"

"Uh, Theodore is protective of his own. That includes ex-wives."

Penelope pursed her lips. "I don't need his protection."

Michael's eyes darted around. "How about this: if you beat Hamilton, he agrees to leave Natalie alone. But if Hamilton beats you, you…"

This was tricky. A light consequence would be unfair to Hamilton, but a heavy one would be unfair to Theodore.

"If I win, I won't hit you either," Hamilton interjected. "Just stay the hell away from me from now on."

"It's a deal!"

With the terms settled, the maid brought over the glasses.

"Ma'am, you once mentioned you liked this set of glasses, so I brought them especially for you," Lydia said.

Penelope thanked her, then lined up the glasses and began to pour, filling each one to the brim.

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