If she were to drink with other men here, that'd be like playing with fire in Theo's danger zone, and it could end really badly.
What a foolish move!
After some consideration, Ellinor tried to negotiate with Bartlett, "Maybe we can do this another time; I'll even drink ten rounds with you!"
Bartlett was having none of it. "Nope. Now or never."
He was as stubborn as a mule! Ellinor was in a pickle. She glanced over at Theo, and he was there sipping his tea, completely oblivious to what was going on.
She then looked back at Bartlett, confirming, "So if I drink with you, you'll definitely give me all three original pieces of Lady Lotus?"
Without hesitation, Bartlett nodded with a grin, "If you can do it, I'll have the paintings delivered to you right away."
Ellinor looked back at the tea table. Theo was still lazily facing the other side, not showing any signs of turning around.
Hopefully, he won't notice if we drink up quickly!
For the sake of her mother's three paintings, Ellinor decided to roll the dice and picked up the orange juice on the coffee table, "Alright! Let's do this!"
Bartlett was a little taken aback. She agreed? Does she really want those three paintings that bad? Even willing to put up with his unreasonable demands? Just who exactly is Lady Lotus to her?
Seeing Ellinor's determined face, Bartlett's eyes flickered with amusement. He raised his teacup, slowly moving it towards the girl's juice glass.
Their cups gently clinked, creating a bit of friction. They also leaned forward, getting closer and closer, face to face.
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