NovelOnline"Really?" Dexter tilted his head. "Consider it a reward for your hard work over the past few years, then." These five glasses are composed of several types of strong liquor. Even just one sip is potent enough to burn a hole through your stomach. This is hardly a reward! "Mr. Russell..." Dexter's patience had worn thin. "Finish them, and our collaboration ends. Refuse to drink, and your team disbands. Choose one." His voice was as light as a breeze, yet it concealed a massive murderous intent.
Raymond trembled all over, clearly not wanting to choose either option.
However, the young man before him had a mocking look in his eyes. His pitch-black pupils were so intimidating that he dared not look directly into them. There was nothing the young man couldn't achieve.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I'll drink. I'll accept your kind gesture, Mr. Russell!" He knew well what mattered more and what mattered less. Having said that, he steeled himself, picked up the glass, and drained it in one gulp. His throat burned, and he was unable to finish the drink. He ended up leaning on the table and vomiting on the floor. The liquor was too strong. Even for him, an experienced social drinker, it proved challenging to manage.
It was an utterly embarrassing situation.
"It's such a waste to throw up a bottle of liquor that costs tens of thousands. It makes my good intentions feel in vain." Dexter exhaled a cloud of smoke, his tone as casual as if he were merely commenting on the weather outside. “Lick it clean.” Everyone gasped in surprise.
Dexter did not bat an eyelid as he inflicted such humiliation upon a person of stature.
Raymond could hardly believe it. "Dexter, are you treatinglike a dog?" Dexter took a drag of his cigarette and waved his hand. Felix gave a signal and someone immediately stepped forward to grasp Raymond's arms, forcing him to kneel on the ground. It was a clear command for him to clean up his mess.
The greatest punishment was to have the other party abandon his pride.
Josie, in her dazed state, lifted her eyes. In her sight, the man's figure was no longer as imposing as it once was, his presence not as sharp. There was even a touch of softness about him. However, the fervor within that softness was something one couldn't simply overlook.
He sat in front of her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs everyone was taken aback and filled with anger, Dexter's patience had finally run out. "Do it." With a thud, Raymond was pushed directly to the ground, his face intimately meeting the puddle of spilled liquor he had just spat out.
"Mm..." No one could bear to look.
His ordeal was over, but Dexter's gwas still in play. "Gentlemen, let's not bother others to take action." The glasses went around the table, landing in front of each person seated there.
Having learned from past mistakes, no one dared to hesitate. They gritted their teeth and downed all five glasses, even if it resulted in them retching uncontrollably off to the side. Yet, there was one individual who refused to accept it.
"Dexter, aren't you afraid of facing retribution for your actions in the future?" It was Maverick who stood up in anger. He had long been fed up with the airs put on by the eldest son of the Russell family.
The moment he spoke those words, Dexter extinguished his cigarette and looked over coldly.
"Maverick Quigley!" "That's me. I'm the one who arranged this gathering today. Even if Old Mr. Olsen were here, he wouldn't dare to touch me. I won't be drinking!" "There I was wondering who gave you such confidence." Dexter's lips curled into a smirk. "The master hasn't even taken control of the Olsen family yet, but his pet dog is already barking here." "You!" "I recall you have a daughter, don't you?” "Dexter!" "It would be a waste to pour the remaining liquor away. Let's send it to your daughter for her to enjoy." When Dexter uttered these words, there was an unmistakable display of dominance, as if he were a monarch who had just seized a city. Capitalizing on people's vulnerabilities was his specialty. mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1
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