Chapter 100: Subdued Already

At this moment, Ronald Walker, who was lying on the table, patted it and said determinedly: "No, we must get that guy drunk today."

Amelia Sanchez chuckled lightly: "He is completely drunk."

Their true purpose for coming here was now fully exposed; how could they not be drunk?

"Albert Brown, are you okay? Is it that you just look sober on the surface, but you're actually unconscious? I, alone, won't be able to take all of you back," Amelia Sanchez glanced at the mess around her, feeling troubled.

She did have the ability to toss this group of drunks back home, but wouldn't calling more people easily expose her identity? Albert Brown did not seem like the type who could drink and forget everything.

Albert Brown's eyes were filled with faint drunkenness, his voice low and hoarse: "You guess."

With that, he hugged Amelia Sanchez around the waist and kissed her face.

In that instant, Amelia Sanchez suddenly understood.

This guy was not drunk at all!