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!

him, “Hey, Clinton, you said it yourself that you will eat the table if you lose. Do you want to break your promise again

still waiting for your

the table hard. “Hey, please start your act

an ugly shade of red and green. He blurted sheepishly, “We’re all friends, do you guys really have to kick me

“You started it and they are just urging you to fulfill your promise, so why do you sound so

couldn’t be easily spared this time, so he suppressed his anger and mumbled in a timid voice, “I’m sorry, I was being impulsive and

extremely startled to listen to Clinton’s sudden change of tone. Was he really the

Clinton had no

else could he

did not concede, he would have to eat the table, which

he shamelessly broke his promise, it would irritate the crowd and

the only way out in

someone started, “Wow, it’s not easy for Clinton Tucker to apologize. Besides, you can’t really force him to eat the

he’s right! Forget about the table, we’re still waiting for

his ass kicked for being so cocky and pompous. His goal

was a limit to his cockiness. This lesson was not enough for him to learn from his mistake. It was

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