My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict (Grace) novel Chapter 2219

Chapter 2219 

Martin Weiss looked at him coldly. 

Neal Reid only felt a chill in his body and hurriedly said, “Well… We happened to catch Miss Corbyn dining here today, so we thought we could dine together. Knowing that Miss Corbyn is your friend, we thought we could have a meal together.” 

Jacqueline Bowman also said quickly, “Mr. Weiss, I’m Kyla’s friend. I helped Kyla out a lot in the past. I was reunited with Kyla by chance, so I invited her to a meal together. I wanted the gathering to be livelier, so I asked her to invite you over. I didn’t expect you to really come. Come, come. Have a seat, Mr. Weiss.” 

Jacqueline Bowman said as she pulled out the chair next to Kyla. 

Martin Weiss did not sit down and just said, “Who was the one who said they could make Kyla drink and I wouldn’t say a word? I didn’t hear very well from outside. I wonder if I missed out on anything else besides this.” 

Mr. Lambert looked embarrassed. He immediately got up 

and said with a smile, “It’s a misunderstanding. It’s just 

misunderstanding. I just wanted to hype up the atmosphere and propose a toast to Miss Corbyn!” 

“A toast?” Martin Weiss sneered. “Kyla’s pregnant, so she can’t 

drink. I’m injured, and the doctor told me not to drink for a while. How about this? I’ll have one of my men drink with you.” 

With that said, Martin Weiss glanced at a bodyguard standing next to him, who promptly poured a glass of wine into an empty glass and downed it. 

“Alright, we’ve drunk your toast, so I’ll make one to you too!” said 

Martin Weiss as he indifferently instructed his bodyguard. “Let him drink more, lest I appear stingy. Today’s drinks are all on me!” 

“Yes!” The bodyguard replied in acknowledgment and walked up to Mr. Lambert with a bottle of wine. 

Mr. Lambert instantly felt uneasy. “Martin Weiss, what are you trying to do?” 

“What am I trying to do? I’m making a toast to you, of course!” Martin Weiss said coldly. Then, the bodyguard shoved the mouth of the bottle right into Mr. Lambert’s mouth. Mr. Lambert was forced to drink. The wine was soon all over his face. Even the 

collar of his shirt was wet. 

Neal Reid and the other two men looked at each other, their eyes full of shock. No one expected Martin Weiss to disregard all niceties so quickly and do something so forceful. 

“Mister… Mr. Weiss, why did you do that? It’s just a misunderstanding. We only asked you to drink out of kindness. Mr. Lambert heard that Weiss Group seems to want to start some 

projects in Emerald City recently, so he wanted to have a meal 

with you and have a good chat. Mr. Lambert is familiar with both 

the police and triads in Emerald City. He has a lot of contacts. 

Wouldn’t it be nice if you could cooperate?” said Neal Reid.