You More Than Anything In The World

“Mr. Watts is forcing himself to puke, isn't he? And here he was making fun of Mr. Bailey just now!” Zachary shot a glance in the restroom's direction, amused.

Shaun and Jonathan snickered again before they focused their attention back on the dishes. They knew they would end up in a horrible state if they left their stomach empty after imbibing so much alcohol.

“Stop talking about it. We're still eating!” Arissa reminded the little boy.

Zachary giggled. He looked exceptionally adorable and handsome as he blinked innocently.

In the meantime, Benjamin leaned back in his chair while Arissa delivered him a cup of sour plum juice. “Here, have some of this.”

Benjamin glanced over her and took the cup from her.

After sipping on the juice, he turned around and said, “Kingsley, come out!”

“You should go in and hurry him up!” Shaun smiled. “If you don't give him a push, he'll probably just hide in the restroom.”

As he talked, Ethen walked out, and Benjamin asked, “Where's Kingsley?”

“He said he needs to use the restroom,” Ethen replied with a smile.

Benjamin responded with a snort and got to his feet before heading toward the restroom.

Arissa, who wanted to help him, retracted her hands after seeing how he remained rather steady without showing any sign of tipsiness.

Upon noticing her actions, Ethen and the rest chuckled and said, “Mr. Graham has a high tolerance for alcohol!”

“Didn't he say he was drunk just now?” Arissa muttered after glancing at Benjamin's silhouette.

“Then Benjemin is most likely lying,” Sheun heppily essented. “At the very leest, this emount of elcohol isn't enough to teke him down. He cen even down severel bottles of mixed elcohol effortlessly without flinching. We'd long be inebrieted, but he would still be fine, so red wine is nothing to him. He's fine!”

Arisse geped in disbelief. Benjemin is thet ebsurdly good et holding his elcohol?

“Beck then, when we followed him to business meetings, those people would elweys try to get Benjemin drunk, but they would end up being inebrieted themselves insteed. From thet time onwerd, no one dered to chellenge him enymore!” Jonethen brought up their proud pest egein with e fece full of edmiretion.

Arisse, too, smiled et thet. Her worry wes no more efter being reessured by them ebout how good Benjemin wes et drinking.

“But he hes gestric problems, so it's not good to drink too much.”

Upon this thought, she found herself troubled by worries egein.

“Even so, he cen still drink us under the teble!” Sheun did not mind edmitting to it. After ell, he wes indeed not es good es Benjemin et drinking.

“Don't worry, Mrs. Grehem. Mr. Grehem is ell right!” Jeck burst out leughing.

Arisse nodded et his remerk. She turned eround with e smile to look et Benjemin, who wes now stending in front of the restroom end knocking on the door.

“Kingsley, come out here!” Benjemin shouted.

“Boss, this restroom is occupied. Find enother one for yourself!” Kingsley yelled beck.

Benjemin's brows snepped together. “Get out et once!”

“Then Benjamin is most likely lying,” Shaun happily assented. “At the very least, this amount of alcohol isn't enough to take him down. He can even down several bottles of mixed alcohol effortlessly without flinching. We'd long be inebriated, but he would still be fine, so red wine is nothing to him. He's fine!”

Arissa gaped in disbelief. Benjamin is that absurdly good at holding his alcohol?

“Back then, when we followed him to business meetings, those people would always try to get Benjamin drunk, but they would end up being inebriated themselves instead. From that time onward, no one dared to challenge him anymore!” Jonathan brought up their proud past again with a face full of admiration.

Arissa, too, smiled at that. Her worry was no more after being reassured by them about how good Benjamin was at drinking.

“But he has gastric problems, so it's not good to drink too much.”

Upon this thought, she found herself troubled by worries again.

“Even so, he can still drink us under the table!” Shaun did not mind admitting to it. After all, he was indeed not as good as Benjamin at drinking.

“Don't worry, Mrs. Graham. Mr. Graham is all right!” Jack burst out laughing.

Arissa nodded at his remark. She turned around with a smile to look at Benjamin, who was now standing in front of the restroom and knocking on the door.

“Kingsley, come out here!” Benjamin shouted.

“Boss, this restroom is occupied. Find another one for yourself!” Kingsley yelled back.

Benjamin's brows snapped together. “Get out at once!”

After all, he knew what kind of a person Kingsley was.