Chapter: 137
Before Xavier could say �I don�t want to play such a childish game�, Stefan had already sat down. He said coldly, �Why not.�
Therefore, Xavier could only follow suit, albeit reluctantly. The person sitting next to him happened to be Zack Rosenwell, the lawyer he regarded as �the only person who could save him�.
Zack had always been lukewarm and indifferent to his former boss Stefan, but he was in a good mood today and he did not want the atmosphere to get awkward, so he said, �It�s rare for Mr. CEO himself to stoop to our level and play with us peasants, so let�s not play the drinking game anymore. Let�s play something else.�
�The rules of this game are simple. Each of us hold a number plate in our hands and take turns spinning the arrow. The person the arrow points to can randomly choose another person to answer a question. If the other person refuses to answer, that person will be punished.�
�Oh my god! That�s so childish!�
Xavier stood up, ready to leave, but when he saw Stefan still remain seated with no intention of leaving, he could only try to salvage the situation by saying, �Alright, stop wasting time! Let�s start the game!�
It�s strange. Why was his workaholic friend Stefan so free today? And he�s usually as cold as an iceberg, so why was he willing to play such a childish game with these zoomers?
Was Stefan being manipulated by his petite, demure wife?
The game started. Because there were two party poopers there, everyone was pretty reserved. All the questions and punishments were relatively mild.
Then, the arrow pointed to Zack.
Zack had no fear. He looked straight at Stefan and asked, �I�ve always wondered, is the great Stefan Hunt also an early bloomer in the matter of amorous affection? What I�m trying to ask is, how old were you when you lost your virginity?��
Now that was an explosive question. Everybody pricked up their ears.
Renee did so too. She was paying full attention, fearing that she might miss a word.
As expected of Zack Rosenwell. How brave! After all, lots of people would like to know the answer to that question but none dared to ask. Zack was a savior for the gossipmongers!
Renee guessed that a desirable man like Stefan must have lost his virginity really early.
As for herself, not only was her first night really late, she had only ever done it with one man�
Sigh. It was so not worth it!
Under everybody�s expectant eyes, Stefan swirled the glass he was holding and took a sip of whiskey. �I refuse to answer that question,� he said.
Boo!
Renee could not help rolling her eyes. This guy�s no fun! JrNovels.com
Therefore, Xavier could only follow suit, albeit reluctantly. The person sitting next to him happened to be Zack Rosenwell, the lawyer he regarded as �the only person who could save him�.
Zack had always been lukewarm and indifferent to his former boss Stefan, but he was in a good mood today and he did not want the atmosphere to get awkward, so he said, �It�s rare for Mr. CEO himself to stoop to our level and play with us peasants, so let�s not play the drinking game anymore. Let�s play something else.�
�The rules of this game are simple. Each of us hold a number plate in our hands and take turns spinning the arrow. The person the arrow points to can randomly choose another person to answer a question. If the other person refuses to answer, that person will be punished.�
�Oh my god! That�s so childish!�
Xavier stood up, ready to leave, but when he saw Stefan still remain seated with no intention of leaving, he could only try to salvage the situation by saying, �Alright, stop wasting time! Let�s start the game!�
It�s strange. Why was his workaholic friend Stefan so free today? And he�s usually as cold as an iceberg, so why was he willing to play such a childish game with these zoomers?
Was Stefan being manipulated by his petite, demure wife?
The game started. Because there were two party poopers there, everyone was pretty reserved. All the questions and punishments were relatively mild.
Then, the arrow pointed to Zack.
Zack had no fear. He looked straight at Stefan and asked, �I�ve always wondered, is the great Stefan Hunt also an early bloomer in the matter of amorous affection? What I�m trying to ask is, how old were you when you lost your virginity?��
Now that was an explosive question. Everybody pricked up their ears.
Renee did so too. She was paying full attention, fearing that she might miss a word.
As expected of Zack Rosenwell. How brave! After all, lots of people would like to know the answer to that question but none dared to ask. Zack was a savior for the gossipmongers!
Renee guessed that a desirable man like Stefan must have lost his virginity really early.
As for herself, not only was her first night really late, she had only ever done it with one man�
Sigh. It was so not worth it!
Under everybody�s expectant eyes, Stefan swirled the glass he was holding and took a sip of whiskey. �I refuse to answer that question,� he said.
Boo!
Renee could not help rolling her eyes. This guy�s no fun! JrNovels.com
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