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Lucas finally understood. No wonder she has agreed to sing and drink with me. It was all for that child.

Although Melanie was an adorable kid, it was still none of his business.

He could not risk his future just for someone who was a total stranger to him.

Lucas looked over at Patrick, who was not sitting too far away. He remembered the latter wanted to get Gwendolyn drunk.

Therefore, Lucas lifted an eyebrow and looked at the woman next to him. “Finish this bottle and I'll think about it,” he uttered as he pushed over a bottle of strong liquor to her.

He observed her and wondered if she had the guts to do it.

Gwendolyn looked at the bottle of liquor. Although she was not new to alcohol, the most she had drunk was three cups of white wine. She was also able to drink a pint of beer without getting tipsy. However, Gwendolyn had never touched hard liquor before. Could I actually do it?

After thinking about it, she suddenly smacked her hand on the table.

“All right, I'll drink it. Don't forget your promise, Mr. Gomez.”

It's just getting drunk, anyway. Melanie's worth doing it. Moreover, I'm familiar with the people around me. Even Patrick's here.

Gwendolyn shook the thoughts out of her head and grabbed the bottle before downing it.

Patrick, who was observing her, uncrossed his initially crossed legs, while Kevin looked at her in shock.

“Damn, Gwen is incredible! Drinking from the bottle just like that?” Kevin whistled in admiration.

However, Patrick got up and hurriedly went to Gwendolyn, snatching the bottle away.

“Who allowed you to drink, Gwendolyn?” he questioned.

Having the bottle taken out of her hands, she glared at Patrick. The bottle's only half empty. Melanie's life is depending on Lucas! Bearing that thought in mind, she stood up and snatched it back. “Leave me alone, Patrick.”

She then looked over at Lucas. “I'll finish this, Mr. Gomez,” she promised.

Gwendolyn took a few steps back to distance herself from Patrick. Then she continued to drink the liquor.

Patrick's expression hardened as he a look at Lucas, who was sitting at the side. In response, Lucas raised his arms in mock surrender and mouthed, “Isn't this what you wanted?”

Patrick did want Gwendolyn to get drunk, but he did not want her to drink so much. She would definitely feel terrible the next day.

A while later, Kevin walked over to Gwendolyn and took a look at the now-empty bottle.

“Wow, Gwen! You're pretty good at this!” he exclaimed.

After Gwendolyn finished drinking the liquor, she started to get dizzy. When she heard a voice next to her, she spun around. The bottle that she was holding in her hands smacked Kevin's right cheek.

Kevin yelped at the sudden pain.

Gwendolyn had utterly lost control of herself.

“Who is it? Who are you?”

As she spoke, she continued holding that same bottle and waved them left and right.

Because of that, Kevin's face kept getting smacked by the liquor bottle, causing him to stagger backward.

“I knew it. I can never meet with you, Gwen. Why am I always the one getting hurt when we do?” he grumbled as he gingerly touched his slightly swollen cheeks.

Not far away from the peculiar duo, Lucas and Patrick started bursting out in laughter. It was such an amusing sight.