NovelEnglishChapter 775: "You shouldn't drink anymore." Rachel's voice rose in alarm, but before she could stop her, Brenda had already knocked back another glass.
Then another and another.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she reached for the fourth glass, Rachel couldn't stand by any longer. She seized the glass from Brenda's grasp and turned to Carney Rivera. "Mr. Rivera, I'm Ms. Myers' assistant. I'll take this one for her." Carney's brow arched in mild surprise before he let his gaze sweep over Rachel, assessing her. A smirk played at his lips. "If you want to drink with me, you'll have to earn it. Three shots first, as a challenge." "Fine. I'll do it." Rachel didn't falter. She grabbed the glass without hesitation.
Brenda's face tightened with authority. "Rachel, you still have a choice. Walk away now. I won't drag you into this." Rachel met her stare head-on, unwavering. "I walked in here knowing exactly what I was doing. I'm not walking away." Without another word, she downed three shots in quick succession.
By the sixth glass, Brenda reached out, stopping her. "Do you remember our agreement?" Her voice was low but firm, a pointed reminder of the project.
Feel the thrill at g aln ov el s."I remember." Brenda nodded. "Good. As long as you do. If you don't complete the project, you're leaving. Don't think that helpingtonight changes anything. You know how I operate-strictly business." Rachel's lips curled into a knowing smile. "I never expected you to go easy on me.” With that, she reached for the seventh glass and drank.
Her tolerance was nowhere near Brenda's, but she wasn't one to back down.
It should buy Brenda enough tto sober up. As she finished the final glass, a slow, satisfied smile tugged at her lips-just before her body gave in.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe had won. The project was hers. Her fingers curled tightly around the contract bearing Carney Rivera's signature and fingerprint. Her vision blurred, but the victory was clear.
"Allan, I did it. I finally made it happen."
Rachel rushed forward, catching Brenda before she could hit them e ground. When they woke up, they were in the hospital. The night before, Rachel had managed to bring Brenda here, only to pass out herself soon after.
It was a good thing, too-if they had collapsed anywhere else, theo m consequences could have been much worse.
As soon as Rachel cto, she turned to the nurse, her voice urgent. "Where's Brenda Myers?"
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