With such a strong desire to win, he should have made this deal, right?


    I felt really frustrated when he straightforwardly rejected me, I was at a


    loss.


    What should we do now? If we don’t find a way to get him drunk this time, we won’t have another chance next time.


    I was secretly calcting in my heart, but Reynaldo was staring at me as if he was watching a show.


    After some thought, I picked up a ss of wine and said to him, “Here, Mr. Humphrey, I toast to you, thank you for your hospitality today.”


    Reynaldo nced at the wine in my hand, half–smiling, “Why do I feel like you’re trying to get me drunk?”


    “What are you scheming in your heart again?”


    I:…


    Reynaldo had a really poisonous look in his eyes, you could tell.


    I calmed down and smiled at him calmly, “Mr. Humphrey, you’re overthinking it. Since we’re here at the club to have fun, drinking is inevitable,”


    And Mr. Humphrey was really generous, ordering so many top male models for Vonnie and me, allowing me to feast my eyes.


    So, I sincerely thank Mr. Humphrey and would like to raise a toast to Mr. Humphrey.”


    Chapter


    “Ah!”


    Reynaldo sneered, every word tinged with a gloomy tone. “Feast for the eyes? Howe I didn’t know you were so lecherous before?!”


    I was speechless, what does this have to do with being colorful?


    I told him seriously. “I just simply appreciate the good–looking abs and perfect physique of those male models, don’t use your improper thoughts to specte about others.”


    “Good–looking abs and a perfect body?”


    Reynaldo sneered, the gloom on his handsome face deepening


    I nced at him expressionlessly and said. “Isn’t it? How else could they be famous male models in this Twilight Club?”


    “So, do you still think their abs look better?” Reynaldo asked in a muffled voice.


    I frowned and stared at him.


    Reynaldo was so indecisive, why did he bring up this issue with me again.


    Could it be that he had to hear me say that his abs were the best looking before he would stop?


    I nced at the five sses of wine, then looked at his gloomy face, my brain working quickly.


    How can he


    <i>De </i>made to drink these five cups <i>of </i>wine?


    However, since he was so eager to hear me say that sentence, can <i>I </i>exchange that sentence with him?