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!

it yourself that you will eat the table if you lose.

Everyone is still

the table hard. “Hey, please

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

we?” Charlie chuckled. “You started it and they are just urging you

knew that he 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 agitated. Charlie,

Clinton’s sudden change of tone. Was he really

Clinton had

could

have to eat the table, which was absolutely

irritate the crowd and

timid was the only way out in

apologize. Besides, you can’t really force him to eat the table, can you? Let’s forget

about the table, we’re still waiting for our

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

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

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