“Jared, forget about it,” Hilda whispered anxiously.
Lincoln burst into laughter when he saw how troubled Hilda was.
He then mocked Jared, “Hey punk, you still have time to change your mind. Can you even afford to drink brandy? You look like you don’t even have twenty thousand with you. Stop bluffing, punk!”
“Change my mind?” Jared grinned. “What for? It’s just brandy anyway. It’s not like I’ve never drank it before. But if you’ve regretted your actions, you still have time to stop the waiters.”
“Hahaha! Are you kidding me? Why would I? A few million means nothing to me.” Lincoln laughed aloud.
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