Drew narrowed his eyes and said, "You''re not here for me, are you?"


    Yvonne yfully traced her fingers on his chest as she walked around him. "Sir, you have to admit that


    ourst meeting was totally due to fate."


    Drew raised an eyebrow. "Hmm, fate indeed."


    "Thanks for the helpst time." Yvonne held his ck tie, pressing against him with her soft, curvy


    figure. Her eyes gleamed with desire as she said, "I''ve always wanted to see you again, hoping to


    repay you." Drew''s eyes darkened, setting off an intense gaze that made her nervous, but she


    managed to remain calm.


    His eyes were like lie detectors, capable of seeing through illusions. Yet, at this moment, he


    inexplicably felt that her words held a hint of truth.


    Drew grinned mischievously and inched closer, asking, "So, how do you n to repay me?"


    Yvonne felt her heart pounding, her cheeks turning red. She nervously said, "I''ll do whatever you want


    tonight... I''m all yours."


    Yvonne was dumbfounded, utterly taken aback.


    Drew''s idea of repayment was ying a game of blocks with him!


    "One turn each, and the loser takes three shots. Ms. Smith, are you up for it?" Drew asked, resting his


    chin on his arms as he gently added the final block to the topyer.


    At this time, the bartender had already brought three bottles of top-quality whiskey to their table.Exclusive content from N?velDrama.Org.


    Yvonne looked at the man in confusion. This unexpected game had undoubtedly ruined her initial


    ns.


    "Oh, right. It''s not good for girls to drink hard liquor, so how about this? You take one shot, and I''ll take


    three." Drew''s eyes were as stunning as amber hidden in the ocean''s depths. "Ms. Smith, will you join


    me?"


    "I''ll join you." Yvonne took a deep breath, tightening her fingers. "A deal''s a deal. No backing out now."


    And so, the game began.


    Drew was always the fastest thinker out of all the Thompson siblings and excelled at different kinds of


    fun activities.


    One game he loved to y with his younger sister when they were kids was building blocks. Whenever


    he found himself bored at the foreign special operations headquarters, he would sit alone in a corner


    and spend time ying with these childhood toys, findingfort in them and using them as a way to


    feel closer to his beloved sister, Be.


    In the early rounds, Yvonne lost every match, quickly downing four shots of whiskey. The burning


    sensation traveled down her throat, setting her stomach on fire.


    Yvonne''s forehead was covered in sweat as her stomach twisted in spasms of pain.


    Over the years, she had sacrificed everything she could for Christopher''s dreams, leaving herself with


    only a worthless life.


    She indulged in constant ttery and betrayal, even drinking until she ended up vomiting in the hospital


    multiple times. Despite appearing healthy and beautiful on the outside, her body was deteriorating


    inside. "Looks like you''ve lost again, Ms. Smith," Drew teased as he shook his empty ss at her, a


    mischievous glint in his eyes.


    Despite the pain, Yvonne filled the ss once more, gritting her teeth.


    As she reached for the ss, Drew leaned in and covered the entire top with hisrge hand. "If you


    can''t handle it, forget about it. It''s all good. I''ll drink this one for you."


    "No worries... I''m not ready to admit defeat. I''ve got this," Yvonne replied confidently.


    Yvonne clearly didn''t seem to appreciate it. She snatched the ss and quickly drank everything in it,


    her face turning red.


    Drew narrowed his eyes as he smirked quietly. This woman, with her stubbornness and refusal to give


    up, reminded him of Be.


    In the next few games, Drew intentionally allowed her to win three times in a row.


    Perhaps it was because he was in a bad mood or some other reason that Drew, who once had a high


    alcohol tolerance, now appeared somewhat dazed and possibly tipsy. "Yay! I did it! I did it again!"


    Yvonne cheered enthusiastically, raising both hands in the air with her cheeks flushed with joy like an


    innocent young girl.


    Drew looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes locked on hers, feeling like everything else had


    faded away.


    It reminded him of Be when they were kids. Whenever she beat him at something, she would run


    around the room in joy. Little did she know he let her win every time.


    He thought, ''Be... Wouldn''t it be great if you could stay young forever and just enjoy those carefree,


    innocent days with your brothers protecting you? Now, things arepletely different. She has


    experienced danger and gone through the pain of love.''