Chapter 890

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.

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

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

Reynaldo glanced 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?"

It…

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

I calmed down and smiled at him, "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 him.”

“Ah!”

Reynaldo sneered, every word tinged with a gloomy tone, "Feast for the eyes? How come 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 speculate about others."

"Good-looking abs and a perfect body?"

Reynaldo sneered, the gloom on his handsome face deepening.

I glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "Isn't it? How else could they become 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 glanced at the five glasses of wine, then looked at his gloomy face, my brain working quickly.

How can he be made to drink these five cups of wine?

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

Reynaldo squinted his eyes and stared at me with a cold smile, "Do you

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want to take a look in the mirror and see how sinister your expression is right now?"

"Esmeralda, stop playing tricks in front of me."

I:

He actually said I was cunning?!

I frowned and looked at his gloomy face, calculating in my mind whether to say something he would like to hear, and then coax him into drinking the wine?

Ah, never mind, let’s give it a try.

Thinking of this, I tried to get closer to him and leaned towards his ear.

He suddenly stiffened and pushed me away, frowning tightly, "What are you doing?"

I was speechless once again.

Look at his reaction, as if I was going to flirt with him.

I grinned and said to him, "I just wanted to have a private chat with Mr. Humphrey, but it seems like Mr. Humphrey is a little afraid of me."

It was really strange that Mr. Humphrey, the boss of Freybourne, would be afraid of me, a nobody.

Reynaldo squinted his cold eyes at me, as if trying to see through me.