"That... the situation was really special at the time. The Clegg Family was facing a lot of pressure, and also... the baby's identity was unclear, and Shawn Clegg... because of me, he got injured..."
Victoria faltered.
"You just need to answer whether you will or won't." Hank Clegg interrupted coldly.
Victoria was ready to flip the table.
Who on earth wrote such an unpleasant question?
Determined, she answered directly, "Will!"
That really was a truth that choked the heart.
Just as Victoria finished her words, Shawn Clegg swept his hand, grabbed a full cup of liquor beside him, and guzzled it down in front of everyone.
Everyone... was petrified.
Vicotria's answer should have made Hank Clegg the one driven to drink, shouldn't it?
"Hey, Uncle Three! You can't steal drinks like that!" Michael called out urgently.
"Alright," Shawn Clegg set down the empty cup, "then as a penalty, I'll drink another."
