The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 936

Mr. Bob's face instantly darkened, his tone hardening. "Is that a no, Miss Gaylord? Or do you think our company's funding is unimportant?"

Sensing the shift, Danielle immediately grabbed her glass, rising with a smile. "Mr. Bob, Miss Gaylord really isn't feeling well. I'll drink this one for her! Rest assured, our team at the Aerospace Institute is absolutely sincere about this partnership."

With that, she tilted her head back and downed the liquor in one go. The fiery liquid seared her throat, making her wince.

Seeing this, Mr. Bob's smile returned. "Now, Miss Crawford is the kind of person I like to do business with! I'll join you in that!"

He drained his own glass before immediately refilling Danielle's. "Another round! We drink this, and then we sign the letter of intent."

Danielle knew he was deliberately making things difficult, but she could only brace herself and accept the challenge.

One glass of liquor after another went down, and a flush slowly crept up her cheeks. The room began to spin, but she never put down her pen, meticulously reviewing the revised terms of the agreement.

Lorie sat beside her, watching Danielle being forced to drink, feeling helpless because of her pregnancy. All she could do was occasionally pass her a glass of warm water, maintaining an air of graceful composure.

By the time the dinner was winding down, Danielle was so drunk she could barely stand, her stomach churning violently.

But Mr. Bob wasn't finished. He reached out to steady her. "Miss Crawford has had too much to drink. Let me give you a ride home. We can discuss the details of the collaboration on the way."

As soon as his hand touched her arm, Danielle instinctively pulled away, her voice laced with caution. "There's no need to trouble yourself, Mr. Bob. I can get home on my own."

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Alexander strode in.

Alexander first put Lorie in a car, instructing the driver to take her back to her hotel to rest. Lorie smiled at the two of them. "Alex, you and Danielle be safe on the road."

Her face showed no trace of jealousy, only the poise expected of someone from a powerful family.

Alexander nodded, then guided Danielle toward his own car. After gently placing her in the passenger seat and fastening her seatbelt, he walked around to the driver's side and started the engine.

The car moved smoothly down the road. The cabin was silent save for the quiet hum of the air conditioning.

Danielle leaned back against the seat with her eyes closed, but a wave of heat began to spread through her body. Her cheeks grew hotter, and her heart began to pound faster. She instinctively tugged at her collar, trying to find some relief, but the heat only intensified, her breathing becoming shallow and rapid.