Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 1730

Even Julian, who usually steered clear of alcohol, was drinking enough to turn his cheeks rosy and his neck thick with excitement. The group was on the verge of dancing on the bar table, and to everyone's surprise, William was the first to strip off his shirt, showing off his rare eight-pack abs.

“Haha, you lost! I’m the bravest man here!” he declared with a triumphant grin.

Sandy's jaw dropped slightly, clearly not accustomed to witnessing such wild antics. The next moment, poor Julian let out a loud retch and vomited.

Booker, quick as lightning, snatched a nearby trash can to catch Julian’s mess. Despite being pretty tipsy himself, his professional instincts kicked in—handling a trash can for his boss was no big deal.

Colby stood up and made his way over to Sophie, suggesting, "Everyone’s pretty much had their fill. Who knows how long this party will last. If you're tired, I can take you home."

“No need,” Sophie replied with a smile. “There are still two bottles left, right?”

With that, she tugged Colby back to their seats, gave him a cheeky wink, and said, “Tonight, we’re all in until we’re out cold. Don’t hold back on my account; let’s all have a blast.”

Seeing Sophie so full of energy again made Colby pause, then his expression softened, “Alright, whatever you say.”

“Colby! Get over here, this guy’s no match for me!” Adler shouted, having just pinned Odie to the table with an arm lock.

Odie’s face was a mixture of frustration and disbelief. “You punk, let your grandpa go, let’s go again!”

“Not a chance, even if there were a hundred of you!” Adler boasted, his attitude cocky and self-assured.