Chapter 1791

Trance and Joshua were equals in both family backgrounds and as romantic rivals, openly provocative.

Trance saw no reason to show Joshua any respect. His mulls were...

Hearing this, Joshua paused mid-wipe before tossing the tissue into the trash. He thought, the whole world says we’re not a match, as long as she wants me, I’m the real winner!

Whether I’m good enough for Shermaine is her call. Even if...

Joshua never cared what others thought of him. The only person who mattered was Shermaine. What he really wanted to know was, ‘When will they finally acknowledge me as her one-and-only?’

‘Normally I couldn’t care less, but Trance is seriously getting on my nerves.

‘He’s been hovering around Shermaine all damn night,’ he thought.

“Get to the point,” Joshua said coldly.

“Sheary’s favorite thing is drinking. I dare you to a drink-off with me,” Trance challenged.

“Bring it on.” Joshua never engaged in meaningless challenges. “If you lose, stay away from Shermaine.”

“Hmph! As if I’d lose. But if you do, you’d better call off your engagement with Sheary—immediately,” Trance retorted.

The air between them crackled with hostility.

When Joshua returned to the private room with Trance trailing behind, Danielle glanced up, her eyes lighting up with interest as she watched the two, clearly eager to see what might happen next.

As soon as Joshua entered, he ordered Roy, “Get us as much alcohol as you can find—the more, the better.”

Roy asked, “What kind of booze?”

“All of them,” Joshua replied tersely.

Roy went off to get someone to bring the booze—beer, red wine, champagne, whiskey—the whole lot.

Danielle thought, ‘Sure, Trance can hold his liquor, but does he really think he can outdrink Joshua—who basically grew up sealing business deals over drinks? Is he out of his mind?’

Then it struck her—the drinking contest was probably just because Shermaine loved alcohol.

Danielle almost laughed.

Danielle thought, ‘Well then. Hope he won’t lose too badly. Otherwise, this is gonna be a terrible trade-off for Trance.”

Danielle wasn’t taking sides—she just had a mischievous streak and enjoyed watching these two men vie for her junior sister’s affection.

Besides, she could tell Trance didn’t stand a chance. She hoped this would help him face reality, let go of his obsession, and move on when he returned to Ustrana.

In the end, she would support Shermaine no matter who she chose. But to be honest, she thought Joshua suited her better. As for Trance, he was simply no match for her.

When it came to drink-offs, Henry believed Joshua was practically invincible in their circle—renowned for his iron liver and never getting drunk.

It all started with the legend of his “iron liver.” A few years back, at Roy’s birthday party, he invited all the heavy drinkers into their circle. Somehow, some smartass suggested a drinking contest: whoever got wasted first would have to climb to the top of the mountain wearing a T-shirt that said “I’m a Big Pig,” and, once at the summit, shout, “I’m a pig! I’m the super-duper pighead!”

Joshua hadn’t wanted to join at first, thinking it was childish. But then that jerk actually provoked him.

From that day on, no one in their right mind dared challenge Joshua to a drink off again.

Looks like Trance really knew how to pick the worst possible fight.

Of all things to compete in, it just had to be drinking.

Even before it began, everyone already knew how it would end.

In no time, a stream of waiters filed in carrying trays of alcohol, and the large glass table before them was instantly covered with bottles of every imaginable variety.