Chapter 356

Ian, sitting straight, held the glass of whiskey and downed it. His movements were like performance art. In contrast, Shane sat lopsidedly and waited lazily for the waiter to deliver his drink.

The two men finished another ten or so drinks in that manner, throughout which Shane stayed the same. Sage didn't think much about it because Shane had always been a spoilt rich kid who indulged in fun.

However, she was taken aback by Ian's composure. He got tipsy at the Holcomb family gathering last time. In her past life, she even saw him lying on the couch drunkenly. Did the type of alcohol make a difference?

Sage then recalled that Ian got drunk on vodka at the family gathering. So, she suggested, "Hennesey is not as concentrated as vodka. This back-and-forth is taking up too much time. Why don't we switch it to vodka?"

Ian glanced at her, seemingly reading her mind. The look on his face was mixed with cold disdain and anger. He turned to Shane. "What do you think, Mr. Morrison?"

Shane