Blind Date Turned Proposal novel Chapter 1298

“Really?” Dexter tilted his head. “Consider it a reward for your hard work over the past few years, then.”

These five glasses are composed of several types of strong liquor. Even just one sip is potent enough to burn a hole through your stomach. This is hardly a reward!

“Mr. Russell...”

Dexter's patience had worn thin. “Finish them, and our collaboration ends. Refuse to drink, and your team disbands. Choose one.”

His voice was as light as a breeze, yet it concealed a massive murderous intent.

Raymond trembled all over, clearly not wanting to choose either option.

However, the young man before him had a mocking look in his eyes. His pitch-black pupils were so intimidating that he dared not look directly into them. There was nothing the young man couldn't achieve.

“I'll drink. I'll accept your kind gesture, Mr. Russell!”

He knew well what mattered more and what mattered less. Having said that, he steeled himself, picked up the glass, and drained it in one gulp. His throat burned, and he was unable to finish the drink. He ended up leaning on the table and vomiting on the floor.

The liquor was too strong. Even for him, an experienced social drinker, it proved challenging to manage.

It was an utterly embarrassing situation.

“It's such a waste to throw up a bottle of liquor that costs tens of thousands. It makes my good intentions feel in vain.” Dexter exhaled a cloud of smoke, his tone as casual as if he were merely commenting on the weather outside. “Lick it clean.”

Everyone gasped in surprise.

Dexter did not bat an eyelid as he inflicted such humiliation upon a person of stature.

Raymond could hardly believe it. “Dexter, are you treating me like a dog?”

Dexter took a drag of his cigarette and waved his hand. Felix gave a signal and someone immediately stepped forward to grasp Raymond's arms, forcing him to kneel on the ground. It was a clear command for him to clean up his mess.

The greatest punishment was to have the other party abandon his pride.

Josie, in her dazed state, lifted her eyes. In her sight, the man's figure was no longer as imposing as it once was, his presence not as sharp. There was even a touch of softness about him. However, the fervor within that softness was something one couldn't simply overlook.

He sat in front of her.