Chapter 298

Vivian Bennett felt trapped by his gaze, with nowhere to escape.

The distance between them was so close she could feel his breath.

He leaned in slowly, his warm breath brushing against her face.

His deep eyes held a hint of playful amusement.

Every slight movement made her heart skip a beat.

His gaze remained fixed on her, intense and unsettling.

Vivian felt something stirring deep within her heart.

Tonight's Liam Sullivan made her lose control effortlessly.

Was it the alcohol again?

After the game ended, Liam pulled her back to her seat.

Her cheeks burned as if the room temperature had suddenly risen.

They were so close she could see the texture of his skin.

It felt like that embarrassing night all over again.

Her heart raced so fast it threatened to burst from her chest.

Oliver Winston had always been a troublemaker.

"Whoever gets picked next will face a punishment of our choice. Dare to play?" He stood up with his glass, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Ethan Roscente immediately agreed. "Great idea!"

"Let's begin!" Oliver spun the bottle.

Everyone watched the spinning bottle nervously.

"Wow! Liam, you're really on a lucky streak tonight!" Ethan clapped and cheered when the bottle pointed at Liam.

Liam glanced at the bottle and rubbed his temples helplessly.

His luck tonight was indeed unusual.

Vivian silently prayed: Choose truth.

She desperately wanted to know who that woman he mentioned was.

"I'll be kind and go with truth—who was your first woman?" Oliver asked with a sly smile.

Liam's expression tightened slightly.

Only Vivian noticed this subtle change.

He walked to the drinks table and reached for a bottle.

Ethan stopped him by pressing down on the bottle. "Is it because your wife is here? Or... is that person among us right now?"

His eyes scanned the group teasingly.

"I'll take the penalty." Liam raised his glass and downed the drink.

Ethan withdrew his hand reluctantly, watching him down three glasses of strong liquor.

The atmosphere grew even more lively as everyone enjoyed themselves.

Vivian could smell the strong scent of alcohol on him.

His cheeks were slightly flushed, clearly showing signs of intoxication.

She finally understood that tonight, these people were here to extract his secrets.

But Liam would rather drink glass after glass than reveal that secret.

"Stop drinking!" Vivian snatched his glass and drank it herself.

Liam looked at her in surprise.

She remembered Ryan Johnson saying that Liam had a sensitive stomach and shouldn't drink excessively.

So she didn't hesitate to drink for him.

Watching him guard that person in his heart so fiercely, she felt a faint ache inside.

Does everyone have someone they yearn for but cannot have?

Who is that person in Liam's heart?

Someone he cherishes so deeply?