Chapter 262
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The four women at the table all showed subtle shifts in their expressions when they heard Hazon’s words and looked toward Raven.
They understood very well. Although Hazon said Valhalla wouldn’t overlook them, whether or not they were actually admitted was still uncertain.
Just moments ago, they had each tried flattering Hazon several times, even making attempts to get closer to him. While Hazon had shown a bit of interest, it was nothing compared to how directly he was approaching Raven.
As they looked at Raven’s impossibly flawless face, the four women frowned in displeasure.
Raven, however, didn’t notice the change in their expressions. She looked calmly at Hazon and asked, “Joining Valhalla? I remember there are some conditions to be met, right?”
Hazon looked at her serious little face and suddenly chuckled.
Then, with a broad wave of his hand, he said in an extremely generous tone, “Conditions? Who cares about conditions? Whether you can get into Valhalla or not. It’s all up to me!”
With that, he picked up a wine glass filled with red wine and placed it heavily onto the glass table in front of him.
The crisp sound of the wine glass hitting the table rang out.
Alongside it was Hazon’s bold voice. “Come on, down this glass, and we can talk about anything.”
Raven looked at the red wine on the table, and her expression gradually grew cold.
Seeing her reaction, the greasy smile on Hazon’s face also faded a bit. “What? You don’t want to drink it?”
Raven glanced at him coolly, then suddenly smiled. “You think you…”
But before she could finish the sentence, Ash tugged at her sleeve.
In the next moment, Ash put on an apologetic smile and said to Hazon, “Mr. Jenkins, I’m really sorry. My friend is allergic to alcohol. I’ll drink this for her!”
As soon as she said that, she picked up the wine glass and downed the red wine in one go.
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