Female Novel
Chapter 198
Triston entered the door with his head and shoulders hanging down. He was covered in water stains,causing Aidan to be surprised for a moment. “What the fuck. Mr. Lambert, did you stick your head intoa ditch?”
Triston glanced at Aidan coldly and said impatiently, “Fuck off. You’re the one whose head was stuck inthe toilet. Don’t bother me. Can’t you see a pimple had popped up on my face?”
Aidan didn’t want to lose to Triston and retorted casually, “You’ve got pimples, and you still want tohave barbecued food? You should eat something light.”
“I like it. Who do you think you are to meddle in my business!” With one hand supporting her chin,Catherine propped her head on the table as she watched their verbal battle.
It was as if she were watching an extremely entertaining comedy show. Aidan and Triston were used tohaving verbal battles since they were young, and after a while, they sat down to have dinner.
Triston liked lively environments and was not used to eating without banter or games. He waved hishand and shouted, “Don’t just enjoy the food silently. Come on. How about let’s play some games tocheer up?”
The crowd glanced at him and stared at him with disdain. Triston didn’t mind it. His friends always hadthis attitude toward him, and he’s used to it.
Without waiting for anyone to agree with his suggestion, Triston got the waiters to serve alcoholicdrinks, cleared the middle section of the table, and placed an empty bottle there.
“Come on. Let’s play Truth or Dare. The player is whoever the bottle mouth points to. Whoever doesnot dare to play should leave right now. I won’t force you to stay!”
Seeing him in such high spirits, the crowd went along with him. Branden glanced sideways atCatherine. Her expression remained unchanged. She didn’t look like she did not want to play the game,so he didn’t object to Triston’s suggestion either.novelbin
For Catherine, it was normal for everyone to have some entertainment after dinner. Others sharedCatherine’s thoughts. So, under the passionate call of Triston, the game of Truth or Dare officiallybegan.
The games started from left to right. No one expected Triston to become the first player appointed bythe spinning bottle.
Everyone glanced at him, waiting to see what would happen. Someone teased, “Mr. Lambert, is there arestriction to the game? Or any request is okay?”
Triston did not expect himself to be that unlucky. He was the proposer of the game, and he was alsothe first to play the game.
But he had no choice. He could only brace himself to continue playing the game. Furthermore, he wasthe one who proposed it. If he pulled out of the game right now, how would he face his friends in thefuture?
Triston waved his hand generously to express his thoughts about the game. Any request is fine. Thereis no restriction.”
Hearing this, the crowd became agitated, and that man asked Triston, ” Mr. Lambert, when was the lasttime you had s3x?”
That man wasn’t afraid of offending Triston, and the crowd’s spirits rose again. After hearing thequestion, Triston froze. He hadn’t expected that man to ask such a private and embarrassing question.Everyone was waiting for him to answer, and he could only force himself to give it.
“It was not long ago, the night I hosted the housewarming party!”
The man who asked the question teased, “Haha, I thought it was last night. It looks like Mr. Lambert isrestraining himself!”
Triston’s answer attracted the attention of the jokers in the group, and also Catherine’s. She had beenwatching from the side.
If she remembered correctly, she and Audrey had been there the day Triston. moved into his newapartment, and it seemed that something had been off about Audrey since that day.
Could it be…
Triston waved his hand impatiently and said, “Okay, stop yakking. I’ve done my turn, and it’s my turn tospin the destiny bottle!”
He spun it violently, and the bottle spun wildly in the middle of the table. The crowd stared intently atthe bottle. Their heartbeats began to speed up, and their eyes rolled in time with the bottle’s rotation inexcitement.
The moment the bottle stopped, the crowd silently took a deep breath. No one expected the bottle to…stop in front of… Branden.
That was awkward!
Even Triston swallowed silently and gazed cautiously at Branden. “Mr. Duncan?”
Branden rested one of his hands on the back of Catherine’s chair. Leaning lazily against the back of hischair, he narrowed his eyes. His gaze seemed to be ignoring everything before him. Three buttons onhis collar from top to bottom were unbuttoned, giving him a sense of casual yet domineering arroganceand recklessness.
“Truth!”
His simple word was like an irresistible command. Triston instantly smiled and laughed flatteringly. “Mr.Duncan, remember what you said. There is no restriction. Here I come!”
Triston said as if he would not give any chances, but in his heart, he didn’t dare to take it too far. Theperson at the receiving end of his question was Branden, who was as ruthless as a demon from hell.No one dared to offend him!
Triston knew Branden very well. He knew clearly that Branden had a vengeful nature. If he madeBranden unhappy now, Branden would not let him have a good time in the future either. Triston didn’twant to be retaliated against.
So Triston asked a simple question. ” Mr. Duncan, when was your first kiss?”
Branden answered without any hesitation. His answer shocked everyone.
“Six years old!”
There was silence after Branden said that. The crowd’s gaze drifted back and forth between Brandenand Catherine.
Catherine leaned one hand under her chin and looked at the man on her side with her head tilted. Inher twinkling eyes, there was an ambiguous smile.
Her soft lips curled slowly, and she said softly, “Six years old? When you were in kindergarten?”
Ronin was indignant. Due to the recent incident, he thought Branden was a good man and started tolike him as a person. He didn’t expect Branden to start kissing a girl in kindergarten.
He gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart, “What an animal!”
No one expected Catherine to question and tease Branden in public like this. Although everyone wasafraid, they couldn’t help but observe Branden and Catherine on the sly. They were curious to seeBranden’s reaction.
No one could guarantee that Branden wouldn’t get angry. After all, a man with such power had neverbeen questioned, let alone in public.
Branden’s dark and deep pupils were like the soft night sky. He fixed his gaze on Catherine’s face.
His angular face was exceptionally handsome. With his thin lips parted slightly, a deep and magneticvoice slowly voicing out.
“Not when I was in kindergarten. Do you want to know?” Catherine stared into his teasing eyes. Shecurved her lips into a smile before replying. “No!”
She was not interested to know the details of his game of playing house as a child. After all, she kisseda little boy when she was over one year old. In that comparison, she didn’t lose to Branden, right?
Since Catherine stopped asking, no one dared to continue that topic. Gossip was interesting, but noone wanted to risk their life to gossip about Branden.
No one dared to challenge Branden’s authority, and the game continued. Most of the people playingthe game had no secrets that they didn’t dare to tell others. Finally, it was Aidan’s turn to spin thebottle.
Aidan had been waiting all night for his turn to spin the bottle. He had a plan about how he would playthe game in his heart. As such, even before it was his turn to spin the bottle, he was looking ateveryone playfully.
“I demand that the next person chosen by the bottle must choose ‘dare’ and not ‘truth’!”
The crowd was in high spirits and didn’t care whether the next player wanted to choose “dare” or“truth”. All they cared about were that they were having a good time, and they wanted to keep it going.
The bottle began to spin. After spinning round and round, it finally stopped.
The mouth of the bottle was pointing straight in Catherine’s direction, and Aidan’s heart burst with joy.He didn’t expect that he would be able to get Catherine to choose.