Chapter 85

Nia was still in the hospital with Zya looking after her. Meredith already said that she would head over
once work was done. How could she look after Nia if she was drunk?

“Mister Josiah, I can’t drink today. Can we have some other type of fun?” She asked stiffly.

“What fun do you want to have?”

Someone by the side started a ruckus, “Mister Josiah, stop pretending to be a prude. Do you need to
ask what fun the lady wants?”.

“Yes, she’s already taking the first move, you can stop pretending!” Meredith listened to them, but she
was calm as water. Perhaps she was forced by Josiah to do too many embarrassing and humiliating
things for the past few days. She had started to grow numb to it.

At that moment, she only wanted to rescue her mother out and earn some money to treat Nia. Not only
joking around drinking with other men, even if they stripped her clothes off and sold her off, but she
would also be willing to do it.

Josiah swirled the glass of wine in his hands. He looked at the woman in front of her with an
ambiguous smile. “Miss Meredith, you’re not what they think you are, are you?”

Meredith smiled at him and said, “Josiah, I’ll do anything you want me to do. As long as you give me a
chance to talk.”

“But I’m not interested in you tonight, Miss Meredith.”

She did not want to drink, but Josiah insisted otherwise. He hinted at the countless glasses of alcohol
on the table with his chin. “Why don’t you finish all the alcohol on that table. As long as you’re still



standing, I’ll give you a chance to talk.”

There was assorted alcohol on the table. Meredith’s heart skipped a beat. However, for her mother and
Nia, she asked stiffly, “Are you sure?”

“Meredith Leighton, I’m not a liar like you.” Josiah leaned back against the sofa.

Under the gaze of everyone waiting for a good show to go down, Meredith picked up the glass of
alcohol and downed it.

The intense feeling flowed down her throat. She could not help but cough uncomfortably.

However, she did not stop. She picked up the second glass and downed it.

She wanted to finish all the alcohol on the table in the shortest time possible. Then, ask Josiah to let go
of her mother and her daughter before she got completely drunk.

She was afraid that once she was drunk, she would forget about it.

Looking at her downing it glass after glass, her eyes watering. Even the other guys by the side
watching could not bear to watch it, yet it was like Josiah had no emotions at all. He did not even blink
at all.

He just watched her drinking closely. Seeing her tears fall from the intensity of the alcohol. Because
Josiah was the one that got her to drink, no one dared to comment in case they spoiled his mood.

Those men noticed that Josiah’s mood was not right. They found an excuse to leave when Meredith
was still drinking.

Not long after they left, Meredith finally finished all the alcohol on the table.



The alcohol in her stomach was so full it was almost brimming in her throat. She felt her entire stomach
on fire. However, the more uncomfortable she felt, the more she did not dare to stop. She said to
Josiah, “Mister Josiah. I have finished drinking. Can I say something now?“

Josiah took a sip of wine distractedly. He said, “Do you know why I made you drink so much?”

Meredith shook her head gently.

How would she know why he did what he did? He never needed a reason to torment her. “I heard you
beat Ysabelle up last night. Is that right?”

Meredith was speechless and a little stunned. She never thought it would be because of that woman.

No wonder that woman acted like a schizophrenic the night before. It was so that she could complain to
Josiah so that Josiah would stand up for her. She smiled bitterly. “If I said that she was the one that
attacked first, will you believe me?”


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