Chapter 11

So after just a few gulps, someone couldn’t help but start vomiting.

And once one person started, the rest followed, running to the corners and vomiting uncontrollably.

"...What poor drinkers. It seems you're not even worth a dollars."

Seeing this, Olivia's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of ridicule. She then covered her nose, turned around, and smiled, "Mr. Thorne, does this satisfy you? If it’s alright with you, may we speak privately?"

"Alright."

Liam nodded. Seeing Quinn and his companions in such a miserable state, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

Evil must be met with evil, and Quinn was undoubtedly reaping what he had sown.

Nodding, Olivia then ordered the scar-faced man, "One bottle each. Make sure they finish every drop before they leave this room."

At this point, the hotel manager had already heard the commotion and arrived with several security guards. However, upon seeing Olivia, he immediately dismis