Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband

“Isn’t your fiancée joining?” Kingsley asked.

Gianna glared at Kingsley, but he pretended not to see anything.

Caesar dismissed his suggestion, “Gianna cannot hold her drink.”

“Is that so?” Kingsley smiled.

Nobody could decipher his smile.

Even Gianna couldn’t figure out what Kingsley was thinking at the moment.

She just had a feeling that he was different from his usual self, what with his careless and smug attitude at the moment.

“If you mind this, I can drink on behalf of Gina, Mr. Walker.” Caesar said directly.

“Since you are so protective of your fiancée, then I will take you on your offer. Cheers.” Kingsley downed his drink in one go immediately after saying that.

Caesar did the same too.

After finishing the first glass, he poured himself another one and finished that too.

The drinking began.

For those who toasted to Caesar, he had to drink two glasses every time on behalf of Gianna.

Horace and Maureen was still immersed in their song, but after getting a signal from Kingsley, Horace put down his microphone and went over to toast to Caesar.

They were actually trying to knock Caesar out cold.

Maureen glared at Horace with resentment.

They were in the middle of a nice song, why did he run away like that?

She wanted to pass her microphone to Brandon at first, but after hearing from Horace that any couple who sang this “Lovers of Hiroshima” would split up in the end, she stopped short. Although that sounded ridiculous, but what if it came true?

Thinking that, Maureen decided to put down her microphone and stopped singing, but at that moment there was a sudden deep voice who continued the song. His singing was good.

“After going over the limits of morality / We have gone through the forbidden area of love / Enjoying this false happiness / Misunderstanding the meaning of happiness.” Bruce was singing.

Maureen froze for a few seconds before singing her part, “…As long as I won’t let love slip from my fingers tomorrow / We can still say goodbye.”

“I don’t have enough time to love you properly.” Bruce added.

“We should have stopped…” Maureen suddenly let her voice trailed off.

didn’t feel like

handed her microphone to Gemma who was

know how to sing this song.”

sensed Maureen’s gaze, “Neither

Maureen was speechless.

but glance at Brandon and found that he

to the difference in the environment when growing up, he couldn’t mesh with these rich masters and ladies from the upper

was much better at facing such situations. If this was his past self, he wouldn’t even want to

her microphone on a tea table and headed to where

he couldn’t be himself in such a

Then, he took her into his embrace like it was

glanced in their

had happened, he

drinking and saw that Bruce was singing

was covering both the male

pick up a microphone and sang the female’s part.

really suited

Caesar was busy toasting to others, and every time he

he did enjoy being flattered and

anyone who toasted to him. He would down his glass in one go and he would drink them very

appeared that he

ears, “I’m going

you manage on your own?” Gianna

was able to see

crazy

young lady of the family. She wouldn’t appear so out of place among these people. It was obvious that she didn’t have much courage and

was frustrated tonight, she knew that her mother was so mad and upset

had become the centre of attraction. All of a sudden, all those rich ladies of the affluent families were all surrounding Fiona. If the right to inherit the properties of the Morris family fell into their family, Helen’s

kept her

to rush forward and split

intimately before Caesar

to that as she heard Gemma whispering by her

but the

illicit daughter of her family sometimes irritated her and she always looked down on her, but Gemma was one unscrupulous scoundrel. Perhaps this personality of hers could help

up and made sure no one was looking before

seen all

some time, Caesar was

be more sober compared

started to toast

after some extended period of time, and when she appeared, there was a suspicious reddish glow on her cheeks, as if she

youngsters in the room were still