"Don't you know, Dana? Pearson Group isn't as influential as it once was. If Mr. Pearson doesn't show up at this gathering, his company's future will be extremely bleak."Harold Jones, who sat at the same table, rubbed his belly with his left hand while making fun of Xander with a grin on his face. At the same time, his right hand rested on Ramona's lap.Ramona wore a knit dress with a deep cut on the front. Disdain flashed across her eyes, though she was forced to maintain the smile. "Mr. Jones, let's talk about the contract…""I'll sign it!" Mr. Jones then pointed at a bottle of vodka, which contained 53% alcohol by volume. "That is, if you down that bottle."Ramona's smile froze on her face. Vodka with 53% ABV would definitely kill her if she were to down one of those bottles in one go.But she dared not turn Mr. Jones down. All she could do was act coquettish in front of him.Xander flung his wine glass away, his expression already dark. "Forget about the contract, then!"
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