Chapter 198: Drinking a Round of Toasts
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Jasmine Yale was no match for Joe Heath.
After only a few seconds under his gaze, she diverted her eyes: “Sir, let’s discuss the collaboration.”
“You don’t even know my name, how could we discuss anything? Also, wasn’t I irrelevant to you? Is Miss Yale willing to collaborate with someone irrelevant?”
Her words left Jasmine Yale speechless.
Was this man doing this on purpose?
At first sight, she thought he was a modest gentleman.
But the second and third times, her instincts told her, he was a fox! A cunning and deceitful one.
“Sir, may I ask for your esteemed surname?” Jasmine Yale looked at him politely.
“Too reluctant.” Joe Heath was quite unsatisfied, but there was a playful glint in his eyes, “I don’t like forcing others, nor do I appreciate disrespect. Since Miss Yale doesn’t even know my name and is three minutes late…”
He stopped talking and stared at Jasmine Yale.
Jasmine Yale felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and worried about jeopardizing the cooperation.
She had no choice but to stand up: “You tell me what to do.”
“Well, Miss Yale, you’re very lucky. I’m a very democratic person. I give you three options, first, you drink three cups of wine; second, I feed you a cup of wine; third, we both drink from the same cup. Miss Yale, what do you think?”
Jasmine Yale gave him a fierce glare.
Was this what he called democracy? Or was it bullying the weak?
The problem was, she was the one in the wrong.
“Sir, let’s talk about the cooperation first, and then I’ll take the punishment afterward, okay?” Jasmine Yale could only plaster a fake smile on her face.
“If you take the punishment after our discussion, it will be doubled, and you won’t have a choice.” Joe Heath said with a smirk, “Take your time, Miss Yale.”
Jasmine Yale looked at this man, who wore a smile on his face, but his eyes hid cunning and deceit.
“Knowing the face does not mean knowing the heart.” Jasmine Yale muttered under her breath, then said coldly, “I choose the first one.”
“Hmm? Knowing the face does not mean knowing the heart?” Joe Heath heard her, “Do you want me to cut open my heart to show you?”
Jasmine Yale dodged:”…”
Joe Heath stopped teasing her and picked a bottle of red wine from the rack.
Then, he got a very large wine glass.
Jasmine Yale’s eyes widened as her fingers gripped the edge of the table.
“You didn’t say it was such a big glass!” Jasmine Yale was furious!
Joe Heath poured the red wine into the glass, a smirk playing around the corners of his mouth.
The red liquid slowly flowed down along the wall of the glass under the light, showing a charming color like a ruby, mysterious and deep.
For a moment, the only sound in the empty lounge was the pouring of the wine into the glass.
Joe Heath filled the large glass to the brim and handed it to Jasmine Yale.
“Miss Yale, I didn’t specify the size of the glass either.”
Jasmine Yale was very angry: “You are quibbling!”
And moreover, he filled the glass to the brim?
After this glass, she might not be able to handle it, let alone three glasses!
No wonder he specifically asked for her. Was it all plotted?
“So, Miss Yale, do you plan not to drink?”
Joe Heath’s hands were lightly touching the wine bottle, his eyes slightly cold, with a touch of sharpness.
“With such a big glass, I can only drink one.”
“There is no room for bargaining here.” Joe Heath shook his finger.
“This is my territory, what I say goes.” Joe Heath hooked up the corner of his mouth in a satisfying arc.
He liked it when she disapproved of him but was unable to do anything about it.
“What if I refuse to drink?” Jasmine Yale looked at him..