"What's more, we have an unbeaten streak of 38 games, just 12 games away from breaking Arsenal's previous record of 49, and 21 games away from breaking Milan's record of 58."
Ma'el proactively raised his glass and smiled, "There are no national championships to compete for in the 12-13 season, but I still hope I can win at least three major trophies."
"Cheers...!!"
"Good luck!"
"You can do it!"
"Definitely!"
Everyone toasted again, and many gave Ma'el their most sincere blessings. They shared the sentiment of unity with him; their fortunes were mutually dependent.
After a few more drinks, Ma'el began to feel overwhelmed and, after eating some cold dishes, swayed to conclude the family gathering and went upstairs to rest.
Isabella had been resting in the room for some time. When he pushed open the door, he startled her awake. Then, emboldened by the alcohol, he cheekily selected a set of lingerie and stockings, laughing as he tossed them to his girlfriend.
