Chapter 241

After all, the agreement was something Grace herself had admitted to. If she went back on it now, Simon certainly wouldn't let her off the hook. Still, anyone who drank ten bottles of vodka would end up in the hospital. Grace bit her lip, not even bothering to look at Ethan. She didn't need to think—he must have regretted coming to the private room by now. She took a deep breath. If she was going to end up in the hospital, then so be it. At least she could finish the task. She walked toward the table stacked with liquor. The private room was spacious, measuring approximately a thousand square feet. The coffee table was nearly as tall as a person, covered with expensive bottles of alcohol. She grabbed a bottle of high-proof vodka and was about to drink it down when she caught sight of Ethan sitting in his wheelchair. His head was lowered, as though he were deep in thought. After finishing the bottle, a fiery pain surged in her stomach, and her cheeks flushed. She co