###Chapter 237 Halfway Enemy Named Alice – Part 9

Kian was cautious and quick-eyed. He helped Nicole and sat down gladly. Then he ordered food and wine with a smile.

Jordan said a few words and sat beside me with a light look, chatted with Brad on one side.

When the food and wine were ready, Kian stood up. He looked at Ivelle with a glass of white wine in his hand. "Ivelle, let me propose a toast to you. I was reckless before, but now that I have called you sister-in-law, I will naturally regard you as my sister-in-law."

With that, he looked up and drank the refreshing wine.

Ivelle glanced at Jordan carefully and saw that he looked faint. She can't fathom what he was thinking and could not see any emotion.

Brad looked at her, paused, and said. "We brothers have laid down the rules before. If anyone makes a mistake in the future, he will drink ten glasses of wine and apologize."

Ivelle couldn't help looking at the ten glasses of liquor that had been poured in front of Kian cautiously and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have done such a thing before.

It's just that she was the one who gave Kian a strict drink at that time.

She can't help but laugh and wonder. 'Are all these people so good at playing? Ten glasses of wine could make anyone drunk. Aside from that, the amount of wine poured on the glass was excessive. It is okay to drink as long as the amount of alcohol is moderate. I am afraid that ten glasses down would be fatal.

The moment that she saw that Kian drank his second glass of wine, Ivelle suddenly got up. She looked at him faintly and said. "If it hadn't been for dinner, I would have gone first."

"What do you mean, Ivelle? What did your parents teach you?" Nicole may have been angry and remained quiet, but when he saw that she was about to leave, she stood up and spoke to her.

She looked at Ivelle with a particularly bad face and said. "Kian cautiously put down his pride and apologize to you but you still don't know how to advance or retreat. You deliberately want their brotherhood to fall apart. You have a mental imbalance, right?"

Ivelle frowned and looked lightly at her provoked face. "Are you fighting injustice or you're venting your feelings?"

"You!"

Ivelle didn't give her a chance to speak and just said faintly. "I don't have any parents, so I don't know what my parents will teach me. Let me tell you this Nicole since you have parents, your parents should have taught you not to meddle in other people's affairs, especially marriage. Meddling is not a good sign of upbringing."

"Ivelle, who do you think is ill-bred?" Nicole saw that she could not talk back about her. Ivelle's statement was a slap in her face that made her aggrieved. She looked at Jordan helplessly. "Brother Jordan, you'll just let your wife bully me like this?"

What an atrocious woman!

Jordan frowned, looked at her coldly, and did respond. Obviously felt that she had taken others for a fool.

Kian carefully put a look on his face and urged Nicole to stop. "Nicole, don't make a fuss, don't take part in this."

"Why can't I participate? This rule was laid down by everyone when my brother was here and I was there at that time. Why can't I participate?"

"The rules don't say who can mind his own business. Nicole, you don't know?" Brad opened his mouth, his eyes were particularly cold and he was a little irritable.

Nicole was stupefied and then the tears came out.

Ivelle was a little upset and looked at Kian solemnly. "I don't know what the rules were between you. I have accepted your apology. Thank you very much for your treat. There is no need for you to drink these glasses of wine. Now that you have apologized, there is no need to use this cruel way."

After a pause, Ivelle continued. "Everyone has their own way of dealing with problems. You have rules and I have opinions, so you don't have to drink."

Kian was stupefied and looked at Jordan without knowing why.

Jordan, who had never expressed his opinion, got up and glanced at Kian cautiously. "Ivelle said that you didn't have to drink and did it her way. It was too late tonight and she was tired. Let's get together another day."

With that, he pulled Ivelle and was ready to go.

Nicole suddenly stood in front of them and looked at the two furiously. No, to be exact, he looked at Jordan. "The rules laid down by my brother will be broken as soon as you say it. Is it true that in your opinion, the relationship we all have for decades is not heavier than this woman?" Nicole vehemently questioned him.

Jordan frowned, somewhat displeased. "She is my wife!"

Nicole sneered. "So what? If she's your wife, can you have no leash for her?"

Ivelle wanted to laugh. "Miss Blakely can write a biography in her brother's way. I don't care why you laid down such an inhumane rule before, but Nicole, please think about it. You are already 20 years old. I can understand such an impulsive and reckless rule, but do you think it's still okay to do it now?"

"Don't you know they are in their thirties? No matter how good your health is, don't know how harmful it is to drink these ten glasses of wine? What's more, they recently stayed up all night on business and were so tired. They were so busy with the company but you still asked them to drink these ten glasses of wine? It is because you intended that, like your brother, Kian would always pay tribute to your so-called friendship with a dead person."

Nicole turned red with rage, she glared at Ivelle angrily as her heart fluctuated with hostility. "Your trickery is already exposed. You are so vicious that you arrogantly disdained to accept brother Kian's apology, do you plan to leave."

Ivelle sometimes thinks that Nicole's IQ can only be matched at a five years old kid. Her way of thinking and brain circuit was simply the way of a child.

Looking at her, Ivelle paused. She looked at Kian cautiously and said very seriously. "Boss Kian, to be honest, you are very nice and have a clear distinction between right and wrong. Jordan and I are husband and wife. He regards you as a relative. I naturally regard you as a relative, too. I will not be offended by you because of just a few unpleasant words, let alone affect your brotherhood with Jordan. I accept your apology, and you don't have to drink any wine anymore because you are regarded by Jordan as a relative, not just a friend. I don't want you to risk your life for your so-called rules."

With that, Ivelle took the initiative to hold Jordan's hand and left the private room directly.

But as soon as she got in the car, Ivelle threw Jordan's hand off and glared at him. "Are you deliberately bringing me here to find unhappiness? If I had known that Nicole was there, I would not have come." She lost her temper for no reason.

Jordan curled his lips and said a little helplessly, "I've been with you all the time. Do you think I'll know that she'll be here too?"

Ivelle was angry. She looked at him and said. "You walk back by yourself!"

With that, she got in the car and directly started the car, and left him again.

In the rearview mirror, he held his forehead a little confused.

At the villa.

As soon as Ivelle stopped the car, she saw Alice standing at the door in a long coat. She looked behind Ivelle but didn't see Jordan.

She looked at her and said. "Do you have a minute? Can we talk?"

She shrugged. "About what?"

"You and me."

Ivelle laughed. "Am I not enough for you to find Nicole and match her with Jordan?"

She frowned and said faintly. "I just want to do something good for both of us. We're better off with each other. I won't meddle with your marriage or your family."

"So? If I don't agree to cooperate with you, are you going to break up my marriage and my family?" Ivelle continued to walk. She was unbothered and missed the people who were always there as she entered the hall. Marcela and Harper were not there. It seemed that they were pushed away by Alice.