Chapter 795: Drinking Contest

"That time you got drunk, you acted inappropriately towards your wife. I thought you were a bad guy, so I kicked you unconscious." Christina didn't know the woman's name, so she brought up the incident. As she spoke, her voice grew quieter.

Paul's expression became increasingly intriguing. "No wonder I felt something was off when I woke up that day. So it was you who kicked me!"

Christina bit her lip hard."Later, your wife explained everything to me, and I helped her take you to the hospital. I even apologized," Christina explained softly.

With a sense of justice, she didn't think much at the time. Besides, anyone who saw that situation would have misunderstood him as bullying that girl.

Ashley listened to their conversation, her face growing more and more unpleasant.

Christina actually kicked Paul unconscious. How barbaric and shrewish she was!

They hadn't even formally met, and Christina had already insulted Paul multiple times.

Joseph listened and laughed, "So it was all a misunderstanding. Mr. Mitchell, you see, young people had a little misunderstanding. My son has never been married and has no children. He used to be a bit mischievous, but now he's become mature and steady."

Lucas felt a bit embarrassed. It turned out to be a misunderstanding. Last time dining with the Watson Family, it ended up like that, and Christina even scolded Paul harshly. Lucas felt a bit guilty.

Christina was too reckless.

Christina was a bit skeptical. "So she really wasn't your wife?" Her suspicious gaze fell on Paul.

She clearly remembered how that woman took meticulous care of the drunk Paul, her eyes full of affection.

Paul said irritably, "Do you want to check at City Hall?"

Being called a jerk by Christina several times for no reason, he was quite frustrated.

Christina wanted to say something, but Lucas gave her a look, glancing at the chair and signaling her to sit down.

Christina reluctantly sat down.

Joseph called the waiter to serve the dishes, holding a bottle of red wine.

"This wine is quite old. Mr. Mitchell, see if you like it." Joseph poured wine for Lucas.

Lucas's expression was gentle.

Joseph and Lucas were not familiar with each other; they had only heard of each other's companies. Joseph had found an intermediary to introduce them, and the intermediary praised both sides.

To Lucas, the intermediary praised Paul as mature and steady, having worked his way up to a managerial position in his own company, unlike other rich kids who are arrogant and domineering, and as the future successor of the Thomas Group.

To Joseph, the intermediary only mentioned that Christina was the only daughter of the Mitchell Family, much loved, and then kept introducing how powerful the Mitchell Family was in the Country M and how many industries they had in the Country Y.

Joseph didn't care how excellent the Mitchell Family girl was; he only needed to know how large the Mitchell Family company was and how much benefit it could bring to the Thomas Group to immediately agree to the introduction.

After all, dining with elders, Christina didn't want to embarrass Lucas.

She raised her glass. "Mr. Watson, I'm sorry I misunderstood you. This glass of wine is my apology."

Christina downed it in one go.

Paul's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't actually mind Christina's misunderstanding; he was only upset at that moment. He didn't expect Christina to be so straightforward.

Paul picked up the red wine and poured it for Christina, giving her a mischievous glance. "One glass isn't enough. An apology requires three glasses."

Joseph frowned, displeased, "Paul, Christina is a girl, be mindful."

Paul said, "I've been insulted several times."

Christina knew she was wrong. Three glasses of wine were nothing; she could handle it.

"Three glasses it is." Christina downed the second glass in one go.

Paul's eyes lit up. "Good, straightforward!"

He poured the third glass.

Christina drank it in one gulp, giving Paul a challenging look.

"Want more?"

Christina thought, 'Don't think I don't know. Paul is petty and giving me trouble. Does he want to get me drunk? He picks the wrong way. I have a great tolerance for alcohol; even Lucas couldn't outdrink me!'

Lucas knew Christina could drink, so he didn't stop her. It was Christina's fault, and if Paul wanted her to drink three glasses, so be it.

Paul's eyes brightened even more. She was challenging him.

"Miss Mitchell, do you want to continue?" Paul smirked, his smile carrying a hint of mischief.

"If you want to continue, I'm game," Christina rolled up her sleeves.

Paul enthusiastically called the waiter to bring in three bottles of the spirit.

Joseph wanted to smack Paul. 'What kind of occasion is this? Competing in drinking on their first date?'

"Paul!" he warned.

Paul acted as if he didn't hear.

Christina could drink, which made Ashley dislike her even more.

People who could drink must also love to drink, and loving to drink wasn't necessarily a good trait, not to mention it was bad for health.

Paul filled their glasses, raised his first, clinked it symbolically, and downed it in one go.

Christina glanced disdainfully at the three bottles, then boldly picked up her glass and drank it all.

"Miss Mitchell, impressive tolerance. Let's continue."

"Continue it is. Whoever passes out first loses."

Lucas rubbed his forehead, thinking of stopping them. It was their first meeting, and with Paul's parents present, Christina was behaving like this.

It seemed this date was doomed to fail.

It was his fault. Raising her among boys had resulted in her developing a boyish personality.

Christina could drink and fight; no proper heir from a wealthy family would like her.

Lucas gave up. This date could go however it would.

Joseph saw Lucas had no objections, so he didn't bother to intervene and started chatting with Lucas.

Ashley frowned deeply, watching Christina and Paul act like brothers. After a few drinks, they started gesturing wildly!

Paul had long built up his tolerance. After three bottles, they were evenly matched, and Paul ordered two more bottles.

This time, Paul started to feel dizzy, and Christina's speech became slurred.

"You're the best drinker I've ever met. From now on, you're my buddy."

Paul, dazed, hooked his arm around Christina's shoulder. "Next time, bring my friends along, and we'll drink together."

Christina said, "Sure, but I'm a doctor, so I can't drink too much."

Christina didn't drink often; she was naturally good at it. In the past, people tried to get her drunk at dinners, but they often ended up drunk themselves.

Seeing them with their arms around each other, Ashley's face darkened even more.

This marriage must not happen!

In the end, they both got drunk without a clear winner.

Lucas sighed, seeing it was about time, and bid Joseph farewell, then carried Christina away.

The next day, Christina woke up in the afternoon with a splitting headache.

Lucas had a flight at 3 p.m. When Christina woke up, Lucas had already packed and was ready to leave for the airport.