Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Joel walked up in front of Matthew and Peter, holding a timer in his hand.

“You two know rules, right? Whichever of you two finishes all the wine first in sixty seconds without getting drunk wins.” Joel explained.

Matthew and Peter both agreed.

Blanca’s eyes were wide open - she was surely shocked. It was crazy to even think that either of them here could finish all this alcohol here literally in a minute!

They were going to get themselves in some serious trouble.

Blanca was so worried. On hearing Joel said “Go!”, Matthew and Peter started drinking already.

Matthew picked up the wine glass and unbuttoned his suit with one hand. He came directly from the company, and he was still wearing a suit. Following his movements, everyone saw his beautiful slender fingers and beautiful Adam’s apple. Quite a few in the audience were in awe.

He was such a good-looking man.

His neck looked so incredibly sexy that somehow you couldn’t resist sliding your finger around and about.

He naturally carried a noble temperament from the inside out. Almost all of his actions seemed to be provocative, and even Blanca couldn’t help but get carried away looking at him. But what she worried about more now was

“Peter, come on!”

a few of the audience behind Blanca started rooting for Peter as

was drinking one glass after another with ease. The atmosphere got heated

dripped down

game, Blanca noticed Matthew had been

Matthew looked terrible!

how could he

quit this stupid game, now! Matthew Grant, stop

all. He held on, spread his fingers to press on his abdomen, and drank another five

always the fastest. But because of

how Matthew was enduring his pain. Peter couldn’t help

final seconds. At this

“Matthew!”

hands on the table - there remained only the last three glasses. But Matthew’s stomach felt like being gnawed by thousands of ants, which was rather an