Chapter 725



Without hesitation, she reached for the bottle of whisky.

“Verena! Are you out of your mind? Don’t act rashly!” Ryan exclaimed, scrambling to stop her, his face etched with concern.

But Verena straightened her posture defiantly, declaring with righteous conviction, “Ryan, don’t stop me! Since Ms. Wright insists, I will proceed! I’m not someone who reneges on their promises.”

Deep down, however, Verena had a hidden agenda. She genuinely hoped that Belinda would make things difficult for her. That way, Lucas could witness the kind of person Belinda truly was! From the intensity in Verena’s gaze, Ryan quickly discerned her intentions. Reluctantly, he ceased his attempts to stop her.

Verena grasped the bottle, pouring herself a full glass before gulping it down in one swift motion. One glass after another disappeared down her throat. Before long, she had drunk three glasses of whiskey.

However, after that initial burst of courage, her pace began to slow. It took her about three minutes to finish the next glass. She swayed slightly as she drank, feigning intoxication.

“Alright, Verena, stop! If you keep drinking, your stomach won’t be able to handle it!” Ryan quickly said.

“No, don’t worry about me! I… I can still… drink!” Verena insisted stubbornly as she continued.

Feeling utterly helpless, Ryan turned his desperate gaze toward Lucas. “Lucas! Speak to Verena! Convince her to stop.”

Once Ryan said that, everyone turned to Lucas, their eyes fixed on him, eager to see how he would react.

Lucas remained impassive, his deep-set eyes betraying no emotion.

After a moment of silence, Lucas parted his thin lips and spoke in a calm tone. “Didn’t Verena say she’d do whatever was necessary for Belinda’s forgiveness? If she made that promise, she should honor it.”

Ryan’s face froze in disbelief. “Lucas, how could you…?”

Verena’s complexion grew even paler, and her grip on the glass tightened. Soon, she could no longer maintain her composure. Her body gave out, and she suddenly collapsed onto the floor with a thud.

“Verena, are you okay?” Ryan gasped in shock as he rushed to help her up.

But Verena shoved him away violently. Her eyes were bloodshot and wild as she exclaimed, “Who are you? Leave me alone… Don’t touch me! Where’s Lucas? I want… I want Lucas!”

At that moment, everyone in the room exchanged looks, their expressions changing in an instant.

Everyone was stunned. Was Verena really drunk, or was she just faking it?

“Verena, it’s me, Ryan! You’re drunk. Come on, let me help you up,” Ryan said, stepping closer to her and reaching out to assist her once more.

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