Chapter 331: Chapter 331: Serving Several Men

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“Sir, sir, please spare me, I can’t drink much…”

Kamila Zahir looked at the person in front of her, especially at Jasmine Yale, with plaintive eyes.

Her big eyes were filled with tears, as if she was on the brink of crying.

“Can’t drink, huh? Even better!” Mr. Jameson chuckled deep in his throat.

He picked up a cup of alcohol and put it on Kamila’s bikini.

“Come on, hold it tight. If the cup falls, I am not going to be gentle.”

Everyone laughed aloud after his remark.

A look of fear crossed Kamila’s face.

She clenched her chest tightly, afraid that the cup would fall off.

“Hmm, quite impressive,” Mr. Jameson stood up. “Quite talented indeed.”

He picked up another glass of beer and placed it atop Kamila’s head.

“Hold it steady, don’t let it fall.”

Anxious and frightened, Kamila started to cry, “Sir… sir, it’s going to fall. Can we do it differently?”

Her voice was filled with sobs.

Her small face looked pitiful in her sorrow.

“Am I the one playing the game or are you?” Mr. Jameson looked at her coldly, his tone harsh.

Scared, Kamila immediately fell silent, biting her lips.

She was afraid that the cup would fall off.

Joe Heath took a drag of his cigarette.

Jasmine Yale was detached, just watching.

Perhaps, this was the ‘drama’ Joe Heath had mentioned.

Kamila sobbed uncontrollably, her chest trembled, and the cup shook intensely.

“Open your mouth,” Mr. Jameson crouched down.

He held another glass of beer in his hands.

Kamila didn’t dare to resist, she obediently opened her mouth.

But she was too scared of the cup falling from her head, so she didn’t dare to open wide.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Mr. Jameson suddenly dumped the beer into it.

Kamila choked sputtering beer and tears, coughing incessantly!

This made the cup on her head tremble

Clink! The cup shattered!

Panicked, Kamila knelt down, tears flowing down her face.

“It wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t my fault…” She frantically tried to pick up the pieces.

In her rush, the cup on her chest also fell off.

Clang

Broken pieces and beer scattered all over the floor!

“Didn’t I mention that if a cup breaks, you’ll have to compensate?” Mr. Jameson squatted, nonchalantly lifting her chin.

There was a malicious look on the man’s face.

Kamila was frantic.

“Sir, please spare me, spare me, it wasn’t on purpose, I really didn’t mean it…” “You have three choices: First, each cup costs one hundred thousand, you compensate. Second, lick the beer off the floor. Third, serve a few men later.

You choose.”

Mr. Jameson’s eyes gleamed mischievously.

Jasmine Yale sipped her drink, a smirk on her face.

It was as if she was watching a drama irrelevant to her.

Of course Kamila would not choose the first one, let alone one hundred thousand, she couldn’t even afford ten thousand.

The second one… she looked at the beer on the floor, lick it up?

No, no, no, how could she lick the beer from the floor…

“I-I choose, choose the third one…,” Kamila said, scared.

“Hahaha,” Mr. Jameson laughed loudly, “A smart woman indeed, we’ll make it pleasurable for you.”

Speaking, he lifted Kamila’s chin.

“With that kind of beauty, serving only one man would be a waste.”

“No, sir… don’t do this…” Kamila cried with fear.

“How about ten?”

Kamila’s eyes were filled with fear and she shook her head desperately: “No…”

She would be played to death!

Seeing this as the man gave no room for negotiation, Kamila suddenly turned around and fell at Jasmine Yale’s feet!

Jasmine Yale jumped in shock!