Mamie started to knock back the booze, head held high.
Brayden came over, trying to reason with her, "Mamie, this could end badly. Quit the drinking. It's just a game, no need to get so worked up."
But Mamie didn't stop. She continued to drink, her eyes locked on Jared.
Everyone could see it. Mamie was waiting for Jared's reaction. If Jared stepped in, that would be a game changer.
Right now, the situation was super awkward.
If Jared didn't step in, Mamie was definitely going to flip her lid.
But then again, Mamie was Jared's ex, and they grew up together. Even if the love was lost, they still shared a bond of friendship. If Jared didn't help, he might get a rep for being heartless. But if he did, to Mamie, it would be like giving her a glimmer of hope.
A little spark could start a forest fire! In the future, Mamie would definitely stir up more trouble.
And his wife was right there. If he wasn't clear about his stand, it could cause misunderstandings.
Jared's brow furrowed. He didn't seem to have any intention of stepping in.
He kept looking at his watch, as if he was waiting for something.
Just then, the door to the private room opened again. The man at the doorway was Ivan.
He took one glance, strode over, and snatched the bottle from Mamie. He smashed the bottle, glass shards flying everywhere.
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