Alice was wearing a tight, red dress, standing gracefully at the door and smiling, "Hello, Ivan."
Upon seeing her, Carson raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr.Sullivan, you lost."
Right after he said that, Carson pored another glass of red wine for Victor.
A wicked smile appeared on his lips as he thought, 'Well, you're the one who wants to threaten me by
using my father.This is just karma.My father is eager to have a grandson, but I have no interest in
getting married.'
Carson didn't stop pouring the wine until some of it spilled out.His revenge on Victor was so obvious.
Ivan made way for Alice.
While holding a stack of documents, she locked her eyes on Victor.
"Mr.Sullivan," Alice greeted shyly.
"How did you know I was here?"
Victor asked while glancing at her from the corner of his eye.
"Um… I actually didn't know.I'm here for Mr.Scott," Alice answered with a pale face.
Carson's eyes widened in disbelief as he straightened himself up.
"You're looking for me?" Alice swallowed and nodded.
Victor straightened his legs, pushed the wine glass towards Carson, and gloated, "It's time to uphold
the bet."
Carson's lips twitched.
"Why are you looking for me? Don't tell me you're attracted to me! I'm not interested in you!"
He just declared in public that he wasn't interested in Alice, and it made her feel a bit embarrassed.
She tightened her grip on the documents, and said, "Mr.Scott, you misunderstood my intention.I just
went here to bring in documents that need your signature and acknowledgement."
Upon hearing that, Carson sneered.
"You're just asking me for my signature? What kind of document needs to be signed at this time of day?
Alice, are you using the pretext of needing my signature as an excuse to look for Victor?"
He and Victor were best friends, but they were also business partners.
It was normal for Carson to sign some documents for the Sullivan Group when the need arose.
But this was the first time that Alice came here to look for him at this time of the night.
Naturally, he would be suspicious of this action.
And of course, Alice came here with the knowledge that Victor was going to be here with Carson.
She didn't have the right to know Victor's schedule, but knowing Carson's playboy attitude, it was easy
to figure out his whereabouts with the help of her connections.
Her little secret was exposed, so Alice blushed in embarrassment.
Fortunately, the room was a bit dim, so her red cheeks were practically invisible to the naked eye.
"Of course not," she denied.
"This document is urgent, and it is of utmost importance.I'm worried that my subordinate might mess it
up, so I came here in person to ask for your signature, Mr.Scott."
Realizing that he had lost the bet, Carson pursed his lips and reached his hand out to Alice.
"Well, give me the documents then."
Not long after, he signed his name on all the places needed and handed the documents back to her.
"It's been signed.You can leave now."
Alice took the documents and pursed her lips.
It had taken her a long time to find Victor.
Since she couldn't get a hold of him during work, she wasn't going to let this opportunity pass.
‘'Am I really going to this?’' Alice looked down at the glass on the table and braced herself.
"Mr.Scott, I heard that you have a bit of knowledge regarding cocktails.I've actually learned a cocktail
mix a few days ago.Would you be so kind as to give me some advice?"
In his twenty-six years of living, Carson only liked two things.
One was beauty, and the other was liquor, especially novelty cocktails.
"Oh, you know how to make cocktails, do you?"
"A little bit, yes," said Alice.
"Why don't you make one for us then?" Carson smiled, pressing the bell to call one of the waiters
outside.
He then asked them to bring in some ingredients and tools for Alice to make cocktails.
In truth, Alice didn't know how to make them. It was just that she was reluctant to leave because she
still hadn't spoken to Victor.
Moments later, the tools for making cocktails were ready.
Alice walked to the bar counter and began to make a cocktail on the fly.
A few minutes later, she managed to make two glasses.
Under the dim light, she glanced at Victor.
From the moment Alice came in, he didn't even cast her a glance.
Alice tightened her grip on the cocktail shot glasses, and her eyes dimmed as if she had made up her
mind while walking over to them.
"Mr.Scott, Mr.Sullivan, please, have a taste."
Carson smiled, raised his eyebrows, and turned to Victor.
"Mr.Sullivan, why don't you try it first?"
"I'm not a fan of cocktails,"
Victor said indifferently as he raised a glass of red wine and took a sip.
Alice had been looking at him expectantly.
When she heard what he said, she bit her lip in disappointment.
After hearing his friend's response, Carson let out a sigh.
He wasn't surprise by Victor's indifferent response though.
Casting that thought aside, he raised his glass of cocktail and took a sip.
Judging by the look on his face, he was not at all impressed.
"You call this a cocktail?" he asked.
"Mr.Scott…"
"Anyone can make a cocktail better than the one you just made! It would be a mighty waste of time to
drink the cocktails you make."
Carson didn't mince with his words.He showed Alice no mercy.
At this time, she could no longer maintain her smile.
Carson snorted, "Allow me to show you what I can do! Let me tell you something, Alice.You should feel
grateful that you've been given the chance to drink some of my cocktails."
Right after he finished talking, he stood up along with the beautiful woman, his arm still around her
waist.He then walked towards the bar counter.
Since the topic was now shifted to cocktails, Alice stuck around.
Several minutes later, Carson made different kinds of cocktails and even compelled Victor to drink
them.
Victor had already finished almost a bottle of red wine, and now he was made to drink cocktails, so it
was understandable that he was inebriated.
Carson also drank a ton.
Whenever he was this drunk, his libido was at its peak.
He put his arm around his female companion's waist as they left for the hotel room he just booked.
"Ivan, go start the car and drive me home." Victor's voice was a bit hoarse because he was drunk.
Ivan nodded.
He looked at Alice, hesitating for a moment before he left the room.
Seconds later, the door of the private room closed.
Alice, who had been lying on the sofa pretending to be drunk, suddenly woke up, and looked at Victor.
His elbow was on top of the sofa's armrest, and he was massaging his temples.
Currently, he was half-sitting, and half lying down with his eyes closed.
He was wearing a black shirt with the two top buttons undone.
His masculine collarbone and pecs were vaguely visible.
His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his brown skin.
His biceps were well-toned as he leaned against the sofa's armrest.
At this moment, he looked so muscular and sexy.
Alice's face turned red by just seeing Victor like that.
She then plucked up her courage, stood up, and approached him.
"Mr.Sullivan," she called out gently.
He didn't respond to her.
Because of that, Alice held her breath.She looked at his lips and slowly leaned closer towards him.
"Alice, you're tired of living, aren't you?"
All of a sudden, Victor opened his eyes and grabbed her neck.
A few seconds later, he got up and tossed her to the ground.
Alice's eyes widened in horror.
She didn't expect that he wasn't really as intoxicated.
Accidentally, she knocked down the wine glass on the table, and it fell to the ground, shattering into
pieces.
"Mr.Sullivan, I'm so sorry! I… I didn't mean to do it.I was drunk," Alice stammered.
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