At this moment, Clinton felt like he wanted to die right there and then!

Damn it!

What was going on!

He couldn’t catch a break, could he?

How did he get repeatedly humiliated by Charlie the loser?

Never did he expect that the painting would turn out to be authentic and worth two hundred thousand dollars!

He had already given his word, what should he do now? Did he really have to eat the table?

That was absolutely impossible!

He could buy a new car after his car perished in the fire, but how could he eat a table?

He would really die if he did!

teased him, “Hey, Clinton, you said it yourself that you will eat the table if you lose.

still waiting for your freak

hard. “Hey,

into an ugly shade of red and green. He blurted sheepishly, “We’re all friends, do you

it and they are just urging

voice, “I’m sorry, I was being impulsive and agitated. Charlie, I’m sorry for looking down upon

really the arrogant Clinton Tucker? None of them

Clinton had no

else could

not concede, he would have to eat

crowd and they had thousands of ways

way out in

to apologize. Besides,

we’re still waiting for our lunch!

eat the table, but he needed to have his ass kicked for being so cocky and pompous. His goal

lesson was not enough for him to learn from his mistake. It was just the beginning,

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