Chapter 160 Let Boris Suffer
Boris lowered his eyes slightly. When he looked up again, he smiled and loosened his tie.
He leaned back into the sofa. His eyes were lazy and dangerous, “I just asked you about something, but you want my life?”
The two bottles of wine that were sent in were made of platinum and were inlaid with all kinds of fine diamonds.
Ray Tequila.
The famous strong alcohol.
Three million dollars a bottle.
Boris didn’t really like drinking and didn’t like to see it, especially this kind of high-purity hot
alcohol.
If he drank these two bottles right now, he might have to go to the hospital tonight.
Although Boris was smiling, he had an awe-inspiring demeanor. He sat there with a sense of presence that could not be ignored.
After hearing what he said, Derek laughed disapprovingly, “It won’t kill you. But you will suffer a
little.”
Boris stared at him silently.
Derek didn’t urge him and didn’t say anything, but under Boris’ gaze, he ate the fruit by himself.
Boris could feel his hostility and disgust towards him, even if he hid it well.
This kind of noble person was always calm and hit his emotion well.
They pay attention to decency and elegance. Even if they were angry, they would never lose their
grace.
Including at this moment, the other party’s intentional embarrassment gave him the right to choose freely.
He could stop drinking for fear of death, and then leave here. Of course, he wouldn’t get any news.
He could also drink it, and then got the answer to the question and solved the doubts in his heart.
The choice was his.
Boris pinched his fingers and looked away casually.
The next second.
After taking off his suit, he gently put it aside and then reached for a bottle.
Derek raised his eyebrows leisurely, and glanced over, full of the meaning of watching a good show:
Boris didn’t look at him and poured the wine into the glass expressionlessly.
When the first sip of alcohol was in his mouth, almost immediately, his tongue seemed to be on
fire.
He frowned slightly but didn’t stop.
By the third sip, his lips were already a little numb.
Not only that, but his stomach was on fire as if it was about to explode.
Boris slowed down for a while, then quickly drank a whole cup in one breath.
It was already ten minutes after he finished the two bottles of alcohol.
His whole body was hot and uncomfortable, and two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. His sleeves were folded up, revealing his red arms.
His stomach was burning and stinging. He subconsciously covered his stomach with his hands.
Derek saw it as if he didn’t see it, pretending to be surprised and admiring, and said, “Mr. Lewis, you are good!”
However, he thought regretfully in his heart, “I should have asked for four bottles. It didn’t kill
him!”
How did this guy treat the only daughter of the Scott Family in the past three years?
– Idiot!
If it weren’t for the slight affection he had for him in the matter of five years ago, just because of his attitude towards Ziana, he would have asked someone to kill him a long time ago!
Boris didn’t know what he was thinking, rubbed his stomach, and said, “Mr, Scott, can we talk
now?”
Derek didn’t break his promise and told him directly, “This is my uncle, Max.”
Boris was taken aback and understood.
Behind the Scott Company was the Scott Family.
The leader was Chris, who was now the chairman.
He had three sons under his knees, Derek, William, and Dowen, who all work in the company.
The third child was Adam, who was mainly in charge of the Scott Family’s winery and canal
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