Chapter 15

I stared coldly at Ophelia. If I had hurt her in the past, then I would accept this punishment. But after tonight, we would truly be strangers. Since we could not turn back time, this was for the best. Ophelia swallowed her words in anger and snapped, "Of course, I don't know him. How could I know someone like him? Since he's so capable, let him finish the drinks!" My stomach was cramping severely, and sweat broke out on my forehead as nausea hit me. If I threw up now, I could kiss that hundred thousand dollars goodbye. I had even deliberately spilled some alcohol earlier to fake drinking more, but the sheer volume was still overwhelming. Someone in the crowd jeered, "Look at him—his face is changing color! It seems like he can't hold it anymore. That money isn't so easy to earn, after all!" Ms. Jefferson studied me for a moment. "How about you kneel and beg me instead?" I grabbed a chair nearby and slumped into it. "I won't kneel. It's just two more bottles, and I'll drink them