F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 67

James gazed at me with a half-smile, saying, "If you don't know how to drink, you can learn. Today, for your first lesson, allow me, your older brother, to teach you!”

His tone carrying a hint of intrigue. "Fear not. The wine is freshly uncorked, as you witnessed. No cause for concern. Once you conquer these eight glasses, your departure is assured. Otherwise, that door will seem an insurmountable feat."

Then, his grip on my arm loosened.

Despite no one holding me, my feet felt anchored, a leaden weight preventing my movement.

I was very sure that if I did not drink, it was impossible for me to rush out of the room under the eyes of so many people.

I met James's gaze earnestly. "Mr. King, can I genuinely leave after finishing this challenge?"

A mischievous grin played upon James's lips. "I've never lied!"

My expression shifted subtly. "Very well. I'll take your word for it."

James's eyes glinted momentarily, an enigmatic sensation coursing through him.

My stance remained unwavering as I approached the table, lifting a glass of wine. With a determined tilt, I drained it in a single gulp.

Laughter and cheers erupted within the private enclave, a boisterous celebration of my first sip.

Voices chimed in, "Cheers!"

A spectator even proclaimed, "James, she's got quite the tolerance! She toyed with you, didn't she?"

Yet James's gaze remained trained on me, a wordless observation.

With my first glass complete, I poised for the second.

I had just finished drinking my second cup when I pinched the third cup when the door of the private room was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

I instinctively shifted my gaze.

And there stood Lukas, an aura of aloof indifference enveloping him as he entered, each step ushering in an unspoken chill.

James, too, was caught off guard. A taunting glint entered his eyes as he bantered with Lukas. "Mr. Strakovski, punctuality suits you. Miss Lopez appears to have a unique place in your heart."

My brows knit. Caught in the conversational exchange between James and Lukas, I gleaned Lukas's identity.

Six years ago, the luminescent star of the jewelry realm had been King family's creations.