Falling in Love With a Debt-Ridden Boyfriend

The gathering place was a private swimming pool. When Zack appeared with me and Daisy, it attracted the attention of countless people.

I felt amused when I looked at him pretending to borrow money from his friends and finally being embarrassed.

It took him a lot of effort to deceive me.

I nodded at him, and he immediately found an excuse to go out and smoke.

I casually asked for money.

"Mr. Kennedy, you have known Zack for so many years. You should understand that if he wasn't forced to a dead end, he wouldn't borrow money from you..."

Before I finished speaking, Russ Kennedy interrupted me.

"Catherine, you don't need to tell me so much. We can easily come up with the money. It's just that we can't give away the money for nothing."

I tentatively asked, "So, what do you want?"

Russ thought I took the bait and was in a good mood. With a gesture, the woman next to him skillfully kissed him with wine, creating a seductive scene.

In my previous life, I had a feeling that there was something wrong with the gathering, but Zack said that the loan shark only gave him one day to raise the money. Otherwise, he would get killed.

I didn't care about so much at that time, and I got deeper and deeper until I reached an irreversible situation.

Russ looked at me in a lewd manner, with obvious implications.

Several waitresses wearing revealing clothes brought several large bottles of alcohol, and then various drinks were mixed, with a strong and pungent smell that made my nose sting.

I pretended to hesitate.

"What is this for?"

Russ hadn't spoken yet, but Daisy couldn't wait to say first.

"Catherine, what are you hesitating about? As long as it can help Zack, we can do anything."

Daisy tightly held my arm. She knew that the people who came today were all rich guys and deliberately wore bikinis that barely covered her private parts.

Her skin was fair, her figure was curvaceous, and her face was pure. As soon as she entered the door, many rich young men stared at her.

On the contrary, I was wearing a one-piece swimsuit, deliberately shrinking my neck, so no one rested their gazes on me.

Russ heard what Daisy said and couldn't help but laugh. He generously said, "Zack is my brother. I won't let you be too embarrassed.

"Let's play dice. I give you 100,000 dollars for each round, regardless of winning or losing."

Daisy's face brightened when she heard that.

"Really? Mr. Kennedy is such a good person.

"Catherine, what are you hesitating about? Mr. Kennedy has already compromised to this extent. Do you want to spoil their fun?"

I asked Russ, "Is it really that simple?"

Russ raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"The loser will have to drink a glass of wine as a punishment. Is that too much?"

"Of course not. Catherine, play quickly. Don't you want to help Zack?"

Daisy urged me incessantly, looking anxious as if she were Zack's girlfriend.

The liquor in front of me was a beverage that at least contained 80% alcohol by volume. It could ignite with just a spark.

Not to mention 10 cups, even half a cup could make someone lose consciousness. People with weaker bodies would have to go to the hospital for stomach bleeding.

When I took the bartending class, Daisy audited the class. She must know how strong the drink was. Now she even urged me to do that without hesitation. She didn't care about my life at all.

I smiled and nodded at Russ.

"Once Mr. Kennedy spoke, he would not take back his words. He definitely won't be joking with us."

Then, under the gloating eyes of everyone, I pushed the drink to Daisy and pretended to be hesitant with a frown.

"Daisy, I just took some cephalosporin for my cold this morning. You and I are close friends who share everything, so you care about Zack too, right?"

Daisy's face turned pale.

"But I don't drink, Catherine. Don't joke around. What if I lose and have to drink a beverage with such a high alcohol content?"

So she knew everything.

But I would not let her go.

With a long face, I said, "Didn't you say you can do anything for Zack? Is it a lie?"

Daisy clenched her fists in vexation, but she didn't move.

I paused for a moment.

"Besides, it's just rolling the dice. You might not lose. Daisy, you have such good luck, and you will surely keep winning."

Seeing that Daisy was still hesitant, I used a strong argument.

"Since we can't drink, let's leave. The loan shark won't really kill Zack. At most, Zack will get one of his hands cut off. Let's call him in and go back later."

"Don't!"

Daisy threw the dice and got a one.

She would inevitably lose. The dice had been tampered with long ago.

After a glass of wine, Daisy's face turned red and her heart beat fast. She couldn't tell the directions anymore. The men in the room had been waiting for that moment for a long time and couldn't hold back anymore.

Seeing Daisy leaning against Russ, I closed the door and went out.

In my previous life, I drank for Zack, only to get raped by those beasts.

Now it was Daisy's turn.

That was what she deserved.

There were constant gasps in the room, and I listened silently at the door, with a smile on my face.

I had dealt with Daisy, and the next one was Zack.

Zack was not difficult to deal with. His father David Walker ran a company, evaded taxes, and allowed products that failed to meet the standards to enter the market, causing customers to get cancer. Those were all the things I accidentally learned from Zack in my previous life. After all, I was not that stupid. He had to come up with some facts to deceive me.

I collected the information again, organized the evidence, and contacted a prosecutor, Joseph Baker, a senior of mine.

Three hours later, Zack slowly walked back. When he saw me sitting at the door, he was shocked and pale.

"Why are you here? Where is Daisy?!"

I pretended to panic. "I, I don't know either. I took medicine for a cold. Daisy said she would drink those drinks. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, the door couldn't be opened."

Zack shouted at me, "Why didn't you call me?! Can you take the responsibility if anything happens to Daisy?!"

I retorted, "Aren't they all your good friends in there? Daisy was just drinking on my behalf. What could possibly go wrong?"

Zack couldn't answer. He just turned around and desperately knocked on the door. As soon as the door opened, a strong smell hit his nose.

The swimming pool was a mess.