Chapter 104

Unintentionally seeing Michael's gloomy face, Isabella sneered coldly and deliberately added fuel to the fire. "Emilio, you don't have to accommodate me in everything. If you don't like it here, we can go somewhere else. I still owe you dinner from last night, don't I?"

She wanted Michael to know that she didn't need him, and there was still other men in her side.

And the one who suggested this game was Ethan. What he wanted was obvious to anyone.

Ethan just wanted to indirectly get the truth out of her and Michael, especially Michael.

If it were before, she might have wanted to know.

But now, she had no interest in Michael as a person, let alone his true feelings.

Emilio smiled. "Since we're here, Mr. Brown, how about play a round?"?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a gasp from outside.

With Emilio speaking up, Michael had no choice but to participate this time.

Clearly, Michael and Isabella were a married couple, yet they were each sitting next to someone else. Such a provocative scene was extremely rare.

Seeing this, everyone started commenting on Emilio next to Isabella and Amelia next to Michael, comparing who matched better.

After looking around, they still found that Michael and Isabella, the original couple, matched best.

Ethan ignored the crowd and secretly gave Michael a look.

Michael understood instantly, but he was already infuriated by Emilio's words. He not only wanted to participate in the game but also wanted to crush them.

He stared at Isabella and Emilio's interaction, his eyes fierce. "Let's start."

Amelia, who was there for Michael, naturally followed whatever he said.

Ethan had someone bring a small box filled with small balls.

Randomly picking, whether they could grab an even-numbered ball depended on luck.

The first ball was picked by Isabella.

Seeing the number was three, she decisively poured herself a glass of wine, then raised an eyebrow at Ethan, "Ask away."

It was just a question, and Ethan wouldn't dare go too far.

Ethan's eyes lit up. "Okay, my question is, Isabella, who was your first sex with, and is that person here?"

Ethan was clearly siding with Michael, starting off with such a sensitive topic.

But with so many people watching, she couldn't go back on her word.

Isabella squinted her eyes, her peripheral vision falling on Michael, who was also looking at her. She bit her lip and coldly said, "Yes."

There was a collective gasp.

Ethan continued to press, "Can you describe this person, or is there a memorable moment or action from them?"

As long as Isabella mentioned something related to Michael, there was still a chance to change their relationship. As a friend, this was all he could do.

Everyone was waiting for Isabella's answer.

However, Isabella smiled brightly. "Answer finished, next round."

Trying to get her to fall for it, Ethan still underestimated Isabella.

Hearing this, everyone sighed.

They thought they would hear a more exciting answer, but Isabella dodged it.

The game restarted.

This time it was Emilio, who drew a seven.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and started the question after Emilio drank, "Is the person you like here?"

Since Emilio appeared, Michael's hostility hadn't subsided.

As long as they knew whether Emilio and Isabella had an intimate relationship, Michael and Isabella's relationship could be eased.

But the next second, Emilio's answer shocked everyone. "She's right next to me. I've liked her for a long time, but she doesn't know."

Emilio directly confessed through the game.

Michael's face across from him turned extremely grim, and even Isabella was stunned.

Before she could ask anything, Michael grabbed the box and pulled out a number, it was ten.

Ethan coughed lightly, quickly bringing everyone back to the game. "An even number appeared. Now the winner can assign a task to anyone in the game, and the person cannot refuse."

Michael raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on Isabella. "I want you to come with me now."

He didn't want Isabella to be with Emilio for even a second.

However, Isabella refused. "Why should I? I'm not going."

Who knew if he would go crazy if she went with him.

Michael sneered. "Okay. Then let's change the game. Pick a man from the scene to kiss you for five minutes."

"You!" Isabella gritted her teeth and glared at him.

"I have gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it." He was sure Isabella wouldn't choose anyone else, expect for him.

Ethan understood Michael's intention instantly. After all, Isabella's love for Michael wasn't just talk. Maybe Isabella would still choose Michael in the end.

But unfortunately, the game they coordinated ended in failure.

Isabella sighed lightly, as if mocking, and looked at Michael. "Isn't it just finding a man?"

Under everyone's shocked gaze, she moved her eyes from Michael to Emilio next to her.

Their eyes met, and Isabella's gentle smile clearly showed her choice.

Ethan was dumbfounded, realizing this wasn't what he expected.

How could Isabella give up on Michael and choose someone else? It was a kiss, and in front of everyone. Emilio just said he liked her, and Isabella changed her mind.

Michael's aura was extremely low, staring at Isabella's actions, as if he would punch Emilio if she dared to kiss him.

Amelia, sitting next to him, didn't forget to speak, "A five-minute kiss, Ms. Taylor, you seem to have chosen her favorite."

Facing Isabella's actions, Emilio was excited. He had just taken the opportunity to speak his true feelings.

If Isabella didn't respond, he wouldn't bring it up again.

But now, he wanted to be impulsive.

Emilio held her hand, full of deep affection and longing. "Isabella, I'm glad you chose me."

The scene was in an uproar.

Everyone shouted, "Kiss, kiss."

The atmosphere was out of control, and even Ethan couldn't do anything.

Who would have thought Michael would harm himself and give the opportunity to Emilio.

Michael's face grew darker, his hands clenched tightly at his sides.

'Does she like this Emilio so much? Like him enough to kiss him in front of everyone,' He thought.

Suddenly, Michael slammed his fist on the table, the loud noise interrupting the affectionate gaze and the atmosphere.

He stared at Isabella's face, holding back, and finally said nothing, getting up and walking out.