Kenneth glowered at Nikki, making her heart shudder as she recalled the plan they had come up with previously. She hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, it's rare for us to get together, so let's not talk about those unhappy things. Come on, let's drink!"

Soon, the atmosphere in the room became lively again.

Nikki picked up a glass of wine and walked to Lucas. "Lucas, I actually never liked you because I've always thought that you can't give Cheyenne a happy life. But since she wants to be with you, I can't say anything more. I've indeed said some hostile things to you a few times today, so I'll toast you to apologize for my rude behavior!"

Nikki, who had been glaring at Lucas and blatantly insulting him unceremoniously just now, was surprisingly the first to toast him, and she even called it an apology for her behavior.

She held the glass of wine in front of Lucas, waiting for him to take it.

Lucas looked at her and the glass of wine in her hand coldly without showing any intention of taking it.

"You… Are you unwilling to accept this toast from me? I've already tried to make it up to you by speaking to you nicely and asking for your apology. Are you not going to relent?" she said when she saw that Lucas was hesitant to accept the wine.

Lucas sneered. "What a joke. You're the one apologizing to me. Shouldn't you be the one to drink this glass of wine?"

Nikki immediately choked.

She knew Lucas had a point because she was indeed the one toasting him in the name of atoning for her mistakes. So naturally, she should be the one drinking in order to show her sincerity.

"Alright, here's a toast to you!" Nikki placed the glass of wine in front of Lucas before pouring herself another glass to the brim. She then gulped it down in one go.

"Great!"

"Miss Heron, you're really straightforward!"

"Miss Heron, you may be a woman, but you're so much more straightforward than a man when it comes to drinking!"

Everyone clapped their hands and cheered for Nikki while indirectly criticizing Lucas.

Nikki wiped the wine stains on her lips and poured herself another glass of wine. She raised it in front of Lucas. "I've already toasted you as an apology. Now I'll toast you again!"

Lucas remained seated and took a bite of the food without showing any intentions of grabbing the wine.

Nikki flew into a rage and snapped, "What's wrong with you? I'm toasting you, and you won't even take the glass!"

Lucas said indifferently, "Is your apology as simple as drinking a glass of wine? This apology of yours doesn't seem very sincere."

Nikki furrowed her brows and felt like cursing.

If it wasn't for their plan, she wouldn't have bothered toasting Lucas!

This good-for-nothing is actually blaming me for being insincere. Nikki felt an urge to splash the glass of wine in her hand onto his face!

She was so furious that her chest started heaving up and down. But for the sake of her final plan, she had no choice but to suppress her anger and ask patiently, "How many glasses do you think I have to drink to show my sincerity?"

The corners of Lucas's mouth curled into a smile. "If someone else had offended me like this, they would have to drink at least ten glasses of wine. But on account that you're Cheyenne's cousin and a woman, three glasses is enough!"

Seeing Lucas acting like he was being kind and compromising, Nikki became even more furious.

But she only dared to curse at Lucas in her head and had no choice but to down two glasses of wine.

"If I toast you again this time, you'll drink, right?" Nikki said as she stubbornly stood in front of Lucas, insisting that he drank the wine.

Lucas smiled faintly and extended his hand toward the glass of wine that Nikki had placed in front of him.

Nikki watched expectantly with joy. When Lucas's hand was about to touch the glass, he suddenly retracted it and picked up the teacup beside it.

Nikki's expression suddenly froze.

"Sorry, I suddenly remembered that my stomach has been upset lately, and I can't drink wine. So I'll toast you with this cup of tea instead!" Lucas smiled and gulped it down in one go. He then showed the empty cup to Nikki. "I've already finished it. Do as you please."

Nikki was fuming mad. She had endured the displeasure and downed several glasses of white wine just for the sake of making Lucas finish the wine in front of him. Yet he played such a trick on her!

Smack!

Unable to tolerate it any longer, Nikki slammed the glass in her hand onto the table and snapped, "Lucas Gray, are you deliberately messing with me? I toasted you with kind intentions, but you kept turning me down and refusing to reciprocate!"

Lucas's face suddenly turned gloomy. "Hmph, kind intentions? You? Do you take me for a fool?! From the minute I arrived at the Turners' villa, you've been trying to find trouble with me and repeatedly insulted me. Just now, you even mocked and humiliated unreasonably at this dinner table, and now you're suddenly toasting me as an apology. Do you think I'd believe you?

"Don't play those tricks with me. You should know very well what's in that glass of wine! Listen up. You'd better behave yourself, or else don't blame me for being merciless if you really provoke me!"

Then Lucas tightened his grip on the teacup in his hand, causing the hard porcelain to shatter with a loud bang. By the time he let go, his hand was full of white powdered porcelain. There weren't even any porcelain pieces.

His move took everyone by storm!

Crushing a teacup with bare hands wasn't that surprising, as those who were strong could do so easily by applying some tricks. But it was extremely terrifying to be able to crush a teacup into powder!

Nikki subconsciously shuddered. If her wrist had been in the teacup's place, it would have been broken brutally. Her bones were probably not any harder than the teacup.

Kenneth's face was just as sullen and gloomy. He no longer looked at Lucas condescendingly with contempt and instead seemed to be rather wary of him.

It was only now that he finally realized that Cheyenne's husband wasn't really a good-for-nothing like they had made him out to be.

But Kenneth didn't intend to change his plan because he was bent on getting his hands on Cheyenne!

Even if Lucas was somewhat proficient in combat, the Parkers had plenty of elite bodyguards who could also crush a teacup into pieces!

How could he possibly be afraid of Lucas because of that?

Kenneth narrowed his eyes and said with a threatening tone, "Lucas Gray, isn't it too disrespectful of you to be doing this at a dinner I'm hosting?"

Lucas smiled coldly and suddenly looked up. "Who are you? You're just an insidious and vile scoundrel who doesn't deserve my respect at all."