Billionaire's Match (Khloe and Nick Hunt) novel Chapter 938

Chapter 938

And they were supposed to be friends-didn’t that mean she could speak honestly?

“Ms. Rexton, is there anything else?”

“Nothing… except that I invited you sincerely to my party, and now you just decide to leave? Do you think my home is some place you can come and go as you please?”

Estelle’s expression shifted suddenly, her tone hardening, her presence bearing down on him.

“I sincerely apologize… I’ve failed to appreciate your kindness.”

Lenny had no choice but to apologize. But Estelle wasn’t finished making things difficult.

“Fine, if you really have to go, then pay the tab for everything you just ate and drank.”

“How much?” Lenny immediately pulled out his phone.

“One million.”

“What did you say?”

His face went pale.

Estelle crossed her arms, a smug smirk tugging at her lips. “All my liquor is rare, and Edward charged for the cocktails he mixed. And that’s not even counting the service-so I’ve,actually undervalued it.”

“Ms. Rexton… are you extorting me?”

“Pay up, or… you stay the night to make it right.”

Her gaze sharpened, a teasing smile aimed directly at him.

“That’s not happening. Ms. Rexton, please have some respect,” Lenny said coldly.

This time he didn’t bother with politeness-he pushed past her and tried to leave.

Seeing that neither pressure nor persuasion could stop him, Estelle called over the household bodyguards, who immediately blocked his path.

“Fine! If you’re so determined to leave, then punish yourself with a bottle of liquor before you go!”

At her command, a bottle of strong, freshly opened liquor was handed to him. The alcohol content was extremely high.

Lenny looked at the bottle, then at the bodyguards standing around him, tense and watchful.

He wasn’t intimidated by them.

But thinking of Michelle and Edward leaving together made him uneasy. His responsibility today was to make sure Michelle got home safely-and he had to see that through himself.

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Without hesitation, he grabbed the bottle.

“Ms. Rexton, you gave your word-you need to keep it,” he said.

Estelle hadn’t expected him to actually take it. “Of course. Finish it, and then go wherever you want.”

Lenny said nothing more. He twisted off the cap and tipped the bottle back, letting the liquid pour straight down his throat.

The fiery, burning liquor cut through like hot blades, scorching his throat and settling in his stomach like a blazing fire.

His tolerance was average at best, and he had already drunk one of Edward’s cocktails earlier. Now he was pounding down hard liquor like self-inflicted punishment.

Seeing him like this, Estelle suddenly felt a flicker of fear.

But he didn’t flinch, didn’t pause. His throat moved steadily as he forced down more than half the bottle.

“Enough!”

Finally, Estelle couldn’t take it anymore. With a sharp look, she signaled the bodyguards to snatch the bottle away.

Lenny swayed slightly, bending at the waist, nearly vomiting.

But he kept his composure, covering his mouth and swallowing hard to get the remaining liquor down.

When he finally steadied himself, his face was bright red.

“You… are you okay?”

Estelle stammered, realizing she might have gone too far.

Lenny just nodded, saying nothing. He turned and strode away in long, purposeful steps.

The moment he left, Estelle immediately dialed Michelle.

As soon as Lenny stepped out of the elevator, he pulled out his phone and called Michelle.

The parking area was empty.

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