Chapter 1297: Drinking Game
Eric's pupils dilated, momentarily confused, until Nelson approached closer, and recognition dawned on him.
The wine glass fell to the floor with a harsh crash, shards of glass scattering onto Callie's legs.
"You..."
Someone at the table recognized him too. "Nelson? Is that Nelson?"
"Why... why is he here?"
The person in charge quickly turned around and shut the door to the private room, his posture making it clear he intended to take care of some business.
Callie's eyes were unfocused, her mind clouded by alcohol, struggling to keep up.
"Mr... Mr. O'Connor, why are you here in person? I... I wasn’t informed," Eric stammered.
Eric finally regained his composure, though the effects of the alcohol still lingered. His brain was working again, but not entirely.
"We’ve been terribly inconsiderate. Please, take a seat."
Nelson, however, kept his gaze fixed on the groggy Callie, his eyes concealing a brewing storm, his very presence exuding an oppressive pressure

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