Chapter 582

"My point is, I want to drink ten bottles. Vodka!" Emmanuel's calm words caused the chorus of boos in the room to abruptly stop. He sure knows how to make an entrance, huh? Vodka? Ten bottles at once? Could Mackenzie have been impressed by his bragging skills? Mackenzie also understood what everyone was thinking. However, she was more observant than the others, and she knew Emmanuel better. He wasn't just boasting; he had absolute confidence. "Bring him ten bottles of vodka," Mackenzie...