Herbert was kind to only let Sean drink as an apology instead of picking on him.
Willow had no idea what to say.
Bang!
Herbert opened two bottles of Royal Salute and placed them in front of Sean.
"Finish them, and we're even.
"Otherwise, I'll call Mr. Wallace and get him here to take care of this himself."
His tone was harsh, leaving no room for negotiation.
Sean had two choices, and it was up to him to decide.
Besides Willow and Lexie, everyone looked at Sean playfully.
The liquor was utterly strong, and Sean would pass out after finishing these two bottles of Royal Salute.
He was even a cripple. He would be humiliated if he was incontinent.
It was what Herbert wanted.
He could do nothing to Sean if he were sober.
Willow looked at Sean with distress.
With Sean's disability, he could not drink.
However, Sean would suffer if Herbert brought someone like Bill here because Sean refused to drink.
"Sean really can't drink. I'll do it."
Willow bit her lip and grabbed a bottle of Royal Salute.
"Willow, I've already done you a favor, yet you still want to protect this wimpy coward?"
Herbert's pent-up anger exploded into a drunken roar.
After glancing at Herbert, Willow threw her head back to drink without saying anything.
Smack!
Sean reached over and stopped Willow.
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