NovelsFreeChapter 756 Abraham curled his lips into a sly grin as he picked up his phone to make a call. Just a few moments later, Levi swung open the door, stepping in with a full bottle of whiskey. He placed it on the coffee table, then backed out of the room with a respectful nod.
Selena eyed the bottle, sizing up its strength, and got a pretty good sense of what Abraham meant by "sincerity." Sure enough, Abraham, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, said, "Selena, no matter how you spin it, my sister's not thrilled with you. And as her brother, it's onto lend her a hand." "If you can finish this bottle, I might think about it." A whole bottle of whiskey, downed in one go, would leave anyone flat on their back. Plus, his reasoning was ridiculous. Joy was the one gunning for her, yet she had to pay the price for Joy's mood.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSelena felt sarcasm bubbling up, but she had no choice but to swallow her pride for now. "Alright, I'll drink." Without much hesitation, she walked over, bent down, and reached for the bottle. Abraham's hand intercepted hers, his palm brushing against hers as he gave a friendly reminder, "Selena, just so you know, even if you drink this, I might not step in. I'll only consider it." "I get it," Selena replied, meeting his gaze. "But if I don't drink, I've got no shot, right?" With that, she pulled her hand back, grabbed the bottle, and tipped it up, drinking straight from it. Abraham leaned back lazily on the couch, watching her with a laid- back air.
She obviously wasn't used to this kind of drinking scene, showing no finesse, just gulping it down. Drinking too fast, whiskey spilled from the corners of her mouth, trailing down her long, pale neck.
Her skin was strikingly fair, and the clear droplets only added to the scene's allure, making it visually striking. Abraham's gaze slowly grew more intense.
It was hard to tell how much thad passed, but Selena finally finished the bottle. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red, and the veins at her temples stood out slightly. She was clearly uncomfortable but kept it all under wraps, refusing to show any weakness.
With a thud, she set the empty bottle back on the coffee table, her dark eyes locking onto Abraham as she spoke deliberately. "Abraham, hope to hear sgood news from you. I'll head out now." Selena struggled to steady herself on shaky legs and turned to leave. Abraham chuckled softly, "Need a ride home?" Selena waved him off, forcing herself to walk straight as she opened the lounge door and stepped out. Once outside, she could barely hold it together.
The alcohol hit her hard, the whiskey was both strong and overpowering. She felt awful, nauseous, and needed to get out of there fast. If she passed out here, who knows what could happen.
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Stumbling forward, she dug into her purse for her phone and called Holt.
When he picked up, she didn't waste N any time, "Cget me. I've had too much to drink and can't keep it together."
Another wave of dizziness hit, and her knees buckled, sending hersliding down the wax. She decided to just sit there and wait. Holt was waiting in the parking lot, and he'd be there in a flash.
Everett was in the middle of a meeting when he got the call.
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