The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 369

“Since I agreed to play along, I think we should add one more rule.”

Petty watched Franco, who looked every bit the seasoned businessman. “What kind of rule?”

“After someone answers a question, the other decides if the answer is good enough. If they like it, they drink. If not, they skip it. And since the right to drink is so precious tonight, let’s make it a whole bottle each time.”

He said this while opening another bottle, filling up both of their glasses almost to the top.

“Deal,” Petty said without hesitation.

She was confident she could handle three bottles, no problem.

“You start,” she said, casting Franco a sidelong glance. Absentmindedly, she picked up two peanuts, tossing them into her mouth.

She had to admit, these peanuts were delicious.

Franco leaned back in his wicker chair. His voice was calm when he asked, “If Hans and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?”

Petty froze, halfway through chewing. She stared at Franco, frowning a little. Was he serious right now?

But after a second of surprise, she didn’t even have to think about it. “I’d save Hans.”

In that moment, Franco could almost hear Hans’s smug, taunting voice over the phone. If we both fall in the water, she’ll definitely save me first.

Petty looked at him coolly. “Not happy with that answer?”

Franco’s eyes grew darker. “Your turn.”

Petty had her question ready, but the moment she tried to ask it, her voice caught.

“When did you find out about... how your parents really died?”

Franco watched as her head dropped for a second while she struggled with the words.

His eyes grew even deeper, but his voice stayed steady. “When I was twelve.”

Petty squeezed the peanut in her palm. That year, she was seven. The same year she’d lost her own parents.

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