“If you really are allergic to alcohol,” Stefan told Renee snidely, “it’s not toote to back out.”


    His sole purpose was to make her realize the difficulty that came with her new position and give up, not


    to harm her in any way.


    But Renee kept on pretending to be a pitiful young girl and replied, “It’s okay. I just want to prove my


    sincerity in front of everyone.”


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    What a silly and stubborn woman! Now that his patience was exhausted, Stefan held his head high and


    dered, “Let’s begin, then.”


    Everyone held their breath and subconsciously stepped back a little to quietly observe the game.


    They decided on the simplest iteration of the game. In truth, Stefan, being the serious and austere man


    that he was, rarely ever yed the finger-guessing game. When he did, it was. only for fun when he


    was hanging out with Christopher and Xavier. He knew that his skills in the game were nothing to write


    home about, but he was sure that he could defeat a naive little


    rabbit like Renee with ease.


    To everyone’s surprise, Renee was miraculously holding on in the game.


    “Five!”


    “Fifteen!”


    “Twenty!”


    The game kept getting more and more heated. Stefan’s thick eyebrows were slightly knitted as he was


    forced to focuspletely on the


    game


    “Five!”


    Renee was holding out five fingers in one hand and a


    holding out two closed fists.


    ed fist in another, while Stefan was


    Renee pped in excitement andughed like a child. “I’m sorry, but it looks like you’ve lost,


    Mr. Hunt! Now drink!”


    “I lost?” Stefan asked, visibly confused.


    It had only been seconds ago when he was contemting whether or not he should go easy on Renee,


    but now he had lost to her?


    The onlookers were all stumped, but none of them dared to utter a word. After all, they knew that it


    must have been humiliating for a grown man to lose to a woman in a drinking game.


    Emotionlessly, Stefan ordered Elijah to pour him another ss of wine. He gulped it down in one go


    and told Renee, “Let’s continue.”


    Renee stifled a smile and pretended to be the grateful damsel in distress, telling Stefan, “You really are


    every bit the gentleman they say you are, Mr. Hunt! Thank you for going easy on me


    just now,


    but let’s both be serious this time. You don’t have to go easy on me anymore, just y to your best


    abilities.”


    Stefan’s expression darkened, but he merely pursed his lips and said nothing. It was just a


    coincidence, he told himself. What happened just now must have been a coincidence! All he had to do


    now was concentrate and y using his true strength!


    The second round soon began.


    Unfortunately, this round proved to be even more baffling, as Stefan quickly lost after only two


    turns.


    “You need to drink another ss, Mr. Hunt.”


    They then went on to y a third round, then a fourth, then a fifth…


    By now it was unsurprising that every round ended in defeat for Stefan.


    Although Stefan could hold his liquor pretty well, he had almost emptied the whole decanter, and his


    head was starting to spin.


    Even Renee was getting exhausted. She yawned andzily suggested, “Why don’t we end it here, Mr.


    Hunt? If you drink any more, you’ll certainly get drunk.”


    “No,” refused Stefan. “We’ll continue!” He looked frustrated and confused.


    Left without a choice, Renee could do nothing but go along with him. She had suspected that Stefan


    might be pretty lousy at the game, but she never expected him to be this bad. It seemed that the man’s


    life had been just like the man himself – cold and painfully uninteresting. She could tell with one nce


    that Stefan was the kind of guy who never hung out in bars and nightclubs much, which was why he


    was so bad at ying drinking games.


    Renee herself never hung out in bars much either, but her best friend Leia had always dragged her out


    to drink in the past, and with that, she’d gained the experience of ying drinking games and became


    an expert in the finger-guessing game.


    Had she been able to drink alcohol, she might have just lost to Stefan on purpose to satisfy his


    childishlypetitive nature. That way she would be able to go home and go to bed early!


    Seeing that Stefan had drunk all the wine in the decanter, Renee sighed and told the crowd, Everyone,


    you’ve clearly witnessed that Mr. Hunt lost to me. I hope that he is now willing to admit defeat. We’ve


    also agreed that the loser must agree to the winner’s request…”


    you,


    She turned back to Stefan and said in a soft but firm voice, “I only have one request for Mr. Hunt. From


    now on, I hope that you will not meddle in my business and hinder my entrance into this industry. We


    will allpete fair and square from now onwards, and we’ll meet again at the top. Everyone here shall


    be my witnesses!”


    As she finished speaking, she picked up her handbag and prepared to leave.


    “Are you leaving just like that?” Stefan’s towering figure blocked Renee’s way. He was exuding


    his eyes still looked an air of danger as he tugged at his necktie. Despite how drunk he was, menacing


    – like those of a predator.