Book TRK
Chapter 456
Chapter 456
Chapter 456 A Kiss With Nathaniel
Mike beckoned everyone to continue the game with a wink. After several rounds, the
bottle stopped in front of Janet again.
Mike rubbed his hands, feeling like he had waited for a long time for a chance.
“Ms. Longfellow, this time you can only choose the challenge!”
Janet nodded indifferently. “Come on.”
The employees present each wrote an anonymous note. Janet would do whatever she
got.
Mike rolled the paper into small balls, put them in a cup, and held them in front of
Janet.
“Ms. Longfellow, please.”
Janet randomly took one and handed it to Mike, who took it and opened it,
dumbfounded on the spot.
He raised his hand to cover the lower half of his face and pouted at everyone in a
direction that Janet couldn’t see.
Who came up with this bad idea?
Janet knocked on the table and signaled him to start. “What kind of challenge is it? Why Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!
don’t you say it?”
Mike held the note and didn’t dare to move. He was already sweating just standing
there.
Seeing that he was so nervous, Chitt grabbed the note and quickly glanced at it.
After seeing clearly what was written on it, his jaw tightened instantly. He looked at
Chandar AKE A Vinn With Nathaniel
Mike coldly, causing him to take a step back in fright.
Janet became even more curious. “What exactly is it?”
Chitt clenched his teeth, wishing he could chew these words into pieces and swallow
them into his stomach.
“Please kiss the man on your left for three seconds…”
Everyone’s eyes were wide open. They stared at Janet’s left hand.
Nathaniel froze while holding the wine glass. Was he drunk? Maybe not.
The man on Janet’s left was him, right?
For a moment, they fell into a deadly silence. No one dared to breathe.
This was indeed an exciting challenge. It was also absolutely eye–catching.
But if the challengers were Janet and Nathaniel, would they dare to do it?
Chitt crushed the note into a ball with a cold face, and pursed his lips, planning to think of a way to stop
this absurd farce.
Several eyes fell on Janet. She pursed her lips and sat expressionlessly without
responding.
Just as suffocating embarrassment filled the air, a drunken voice sounded out of place.
“Kiss! Kiss!”
A drunken young employee tapped the plate, urging with a red face.
“Ms. Longfellow, if you can’t do it, just drink!”
The young employee was so drunk that he let himself go. He booed very vigorously by
himself.
Mike wanted to strangle him to death. So he frantically gave the people next to him
winks, telling them to quickly shut up the drunkard.
What Mike didn’t expect was that the people next to him did receive his signal.
He quickly stood up and started booing with a red face.
“Kiss! Kiss!”
The booing alcoholic changed from one to three, and more and more people joined in…
Mike was speechless.
They were too bold!
He closed his eyes as if he was dead and as if he had seen the picture of them being fired
tomorrow.
Nathaniel sat very calmly, gently drawing circles with his fingers on the rim of the cup, quietly paying att
ention to Janet’s reaction.
Janet felt stiff. She frowned irritably, and two voices were fighting in her heart.
“Isn’t it just a kiss? What’s the problem? Didn’t I just kiss him not long ago?
That’s different. I was unconscious at the time. But now I am very sober!
It’s really nothing to kiss. But why is it Nathaniel?
Why is he special? Can’t I treat him like anything else?‘
“Fine, I’ll drink it for her.”