Leon knew it was a trap, yet he didn't refuse. Nevertheless, he decided to drag Wynn and Bryant into the mire.
During the first round, four people raised their glasses while Michelle drank some juice. Everyone seemed to be having a good time.
In the second round, Wynn drank a toast to Leon and Bryant for they treated him to dinner.
However, during the third round, things began to change.
Wynn raised a toast to Leon for their brotherhood. After a while, Bryant did the same.
This feast was meant for Wynn. However, these two men were acting as though it was all for Leon.
How could Leon allow them to make a fool of him? He found many excuses to avoid drinking.
Still, he had a few glasses and started to feel dizzy. In his drunken state, he couldn't possibly deal with the other two men.
Even though he wasn't that drunk, he could already feel his mental faculties slip away. This was Wynn and Bryant's chance. They were drunk but they didn't forget their mission tonight.
Bryant didn't dare to make things difficult for Leon. He watched on silently as Wynn poured another glass and raised another toast. He lay his head in his palm and pretended he was falling asleep.
"I propose a toast to you as you're older than me."
"Let me propose a toast in honor of your good looks!"
"Your legs are so long. Come on! Have a drink!"
"You're really good at drinking. Let's have another drink."
Leon had never been this drunk, yet he continued to drink with Wynn without thinking clearly.
When both of them were already intoxicated, Wynn's toasts suddenly changed. He started to raise his glass to the good weather, the delicious food in the restaurant, and the beautiful lights outside. In the end, he would raise his glass and shout, "Cheers!"
As the events unfolded, Michelle watched with a stunned look.
Wynn's voice became a megaphone after he was drunk. Fortunately, most of the guests had already left the restaurant. Otherwise, they would've beaten him to silence.
He had always been a carefree person. Whenever he smiled, his white teeth would flash, and his eyes would narrow.
When he could no longer drink, he would try to pour the wine to the floor. However, every time he did this, Leon would catch him with his sharp eyes and pour it in his mouth.
Wynn regretted it.
He didn't want to drink anymore.
Even though he was drunk, Leon still had some control over himself unlike Wynn. He would only turn red and silent.
However, Michelle noticed that he was getting too drunk and began to worry about him. She reached out and pulled his sleeve. "Leon, are you okay? You've had enough to drink. If you keep going, your head will start to hurt really badly."
With drunken eyes, Leon turned and looked at Michelle. However, he was seeing double, which made him so nauseous that he had to look down at his sleeve to feel better.
He saw a small hand which looked very soft. When he started to gain his bearings, he caught it with one swipe. Leon fluttered his eyelashes and mumbled, "It's so soft."
His drunken voice was a little hoarse.
Wynn's eyes widened as he watched Leon holding Michelle's hand.
'Damn it! They are holding hands!
Although I regretted this plan, I have to admit that it was effective!'
Wynn was excited and relieved. He eventually fell on the table as all of the wine that he had been drinking finally caught up to him. Finally, he could close his eyes with nothing to worry about.
Before long, he was already snoring.
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