His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1104: Crossed Paths_1

Chapter 1104: Chapter 1104: Crossed Paths_1

Chapter 1104

They never expected that the girl who looked so delicate would drink, and not only that, she could handle her liquor pretty well. This instantly generated a sense of common ground, bridging the gap between the boys and girls.

Soon, a few people from Class 3 next door also joined in the drinking.

"Nice." Someone mumbled.

Suddenly, there was a slight touch on the hand.

Then everyone noticed that Mane York’s face didn’t look very good, she seemed unhappy.

She idly used her chopsticks to push the meat around her plate, her expression unanimated and silent.

"Um, senior, would you like to sing? There’s a karaoke pedestal over there."

Mane York glanced over with her cold eyes and said indifferently, "Bring me some alcohol."

"What?"

She casually pressed the chopsticks onto the table, her expression somewhat disdainful: "Bring the alcohol here, fill it up."

The boys looked at each other, their eyes seemingly asking: What’s the meaning of this?

Someone with a keen eye had already filled her glass with champagne.

Mane York lifted her chin and said, "Change it to the usual stuff you guys drink."

"Then..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Mane York interrupted him: "Hurry up."

She was frowning, looking very displeased.

Most of the boys respected her, partly because she was the only girl in the class, and also because she was their senior and a student council officer, very much favored by the teachers.

In no time, a glass of vodka with ice cubes was brought in front of her.

Mane York glanced at Chloe Collins, her eyes blazing like a warfire.

She grabbed the glass and drank it all in one go!

"Whoa!"

The boys from Class 2 began to cheer, some even stood up and clapped.

Mane York didn’t cough, she showed no sign of discomfort after drinking the glass of alcohol.

Upon hearing the noise, Chloe Collins turned her head, met with Mane York’s direct gaze—cold and firm—filled with challenge.

Chloe Collins picked up her glass unhurriedly, took a sip, while her gaze was still on the other side.

The next second, she saw Mane York also finishing her glass of alcohol.

Chloe Collins touched the slightly cold glass, knowing the night wouldn’t be peaceful.

Mane York was very competitive. Within a few minutes, she moved from her table to Class 1’s seat, to drink against Chloe Collins.

Her gaze was very aggressive, especially when she was not smiling. Any girl slightly more gentle could be subdued by her spirit.

She could keep her gaze for half a minute without blinking. During this process, her eyes were both proud and wild, as if ready to step on others at any moment.

Even some boys were a bit afraid of her.

Chloe Collins didn’t reject her invitation for a drink-off, to her, it was rather interesting.

In the small window upstairs.

Layla Lowell looked down and sighed, "She’s messing with alcohol again."

After thinking for a bit, she took a series of photos of Chloe Collins and sent them to Alexander Foster.

At the same time, Alexander Foster’s mobile phone beeped twice.

He casually unlocked it and saw the message from Layla Lowell.

One voice note, and a series of photos.

In the photos, Chloe Collins was surrounded by a group of boys, holding a bottle of alcohol, like a flower amidst a pile of cow dung.

It was nauseating for him.

Voice note: "Brother Robert, you need to come. Chlo-Chlo drank too much tonight, and she’s still in high spirits."

As soon as this voice note was released, Charles Carrington from the next room, who had been napping with his eyes squinted, opened an eye.

"Leaving?"

Alexander Foster did not move but stared at the pictures for a while, then picked up the glass of water on the table and drank.

"Not leaving."

Charles Carrington turned over, sat up, and said, "Let’s go, are you really letting her drink?"

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