Recap
"I bet you have the answers I need, Bianca."
"Even if I have been wrong, wouldn't you taste the liquor in my hands, Mr. Stridha? I ask for nothing more. If your body can't drink from my p*ssy, at least drink from my cup."
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I will explain everything even if you don't lay a finger on me." She said her tone measured.
He strode further, grabbed the drink from her hand, and took a sip. The taste was strange, and he frowned.
"Bianca, what's this?" He asked, his voice rising.
"I'll show you the bottle once the wine is done, but to answer your question, your mother was having an affair with your uncle." Bianca revealed.
The news made Benjamin gulp down the rest of the glass, emptying it in one go.
"What did you say?" His face loosing composure, "What was that you just said, Bianca?"
