Chapter 120

However, the more Cynthia tried to keep it from Joshua, the more he wanted to know.

Joshua slammed the small disc on the table and fixed his gaze on Cynthia. Then, slowly and deliberately, he said, "Text me the name, occupation, and age of your first love."

Everyone was confused.

Was that even allowed?

Cynthia looked at him, puzzled.

Was this man dropped as a baby? How could he not know his own name, occupation, and age?

"What's wrong? Are you afraid to let me know?" Cynthia's stare made him feel uncomfortable, as if she was trying to hide something from him.

Joshua just had to know.

Who was this person who had become her first love and made her remember him so fondly after all these years?

Cynthia muttered, "You're insane."

Then, she downed three more glasses of wine.

Mitchell was worried about her condition as Cynthia did not have much experience drinking, and her alcohol tolerance was not high.

After she finished her third glass of wine, Mitchell interrupted, "That