Mercer, undaunted, took out a cigarette, lit it, and ced it between his lips, giving the producer a sideways nce.


    “Hold on, the rules say you can only ask one question.


    Why are you asking a bunch all at once?”


    “Come on.


    If you don’t tell me, I’m ready to switch to Dare.


    ” The producer and Mercer shared a friendly rtionship.


    If Mercer chose Dare, the producer wasn’t going to go easy on him.


    Mercer released a puff of smoke, a hint of resignation in his voice.Content held by N?velDrama.Org.


    “I’ve had too many women to count.


    ”


    The revtion elicitedughter from everyone in the room.


    To the public, Mercer was the charming, young, and talented singer.


    But to those people who knew him, he was recognized as a notorious yboy within the industry.


    His romantic exploits outnumbered even his wardrobe changes.


    Despite his reputation, Mercer had never been known to seriouslymit to a rtionship.


    Lindsey, not very familiar with Mercer’s personal life, found her opinion of him diminishing after hearing his admission.


    She nced at Nancy with concern.


    Nancy, looking visibly distressed, bit her lower Lip.


    “As for my first time…”


    Mercer’s gaze brieflynded on Nancy, who was seated opposite him.


    Sitting up, he put out his cigarette in the ashtray.


    “I first got involved in high school,” he confessed in a low voice, his eyes narrowing slightly.


    “That sounds about right for you.


    You always had a way with the girls back in school,” a voice in the room chimed in, teasing him.


    Mercer’s expression grew somber.


    “I didn’t know her, but I ended up sleeping with her.


    That’s all there is to it.


    ”


    After saying that, Mercer leaned back on the sofa, with a gloomy expression on his face.


    “Mercer, are you serious? How could you sleep with someone you didn’t even know? We want the full story,” the producer called out, clearly unsatisfied.


    Mercer nced at the producer, a faint smile on his lips.


    “I’ve answered your questions.


    If you’re really curious, maybe you can ask again if you win the next round.


    ”


    “Fine, let’s move on to the next round,” the producer grumbled, leaning back in disappointment.


    Just as they were gearing up for another roll of the dice, Nancy abruptly stood up and said, “Excuse me, I need to use the restroom.


    ”


    Then she turned around and left the private room.


    Lindsey, noticing Nancy’s distressed demeanor, quickly excused herself to the others, “I’ll be right back, I’m going to check on her.


    You guys take a break.


    We’ll resume the game when I return.


    ”


    After Lindsey left the private room, she followed Nancy to the restroom.