Chapter 86 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

“Even if I can’t, are you in the mood to discuss business now?“

“Room number f or, I leave it up to you! “

With that, he turned around and almost flew as he rushed downstairs.

Looking at his retreating back, Bethan sighed faintly.

To be honest… she was quite envious of a relationship like this.

Even though John still left her a bad image, but he could not pay attention to his work because of Anne, he was even willing to forgo making new business to go see her.

And what about she, herself?

The person she liked the most when she was younger, his career always came first, regardless of whether she was sick and having a fever or lonely and helpless.

In his heart, she was nothing compared to his work, his career, and even lesser when compared to Cynthal.

She remained in the stairway for a little while longer, then after Bethan organized all the frenzy and messed up thoughts in her head, she sucked in a deep breath, turned and returned to the corridor.

The corridor that was packed just a moment ago was now empty.

One of John’s colleagues passed by her, frowning as he asked, “Where’s John?“

“He’s busy.“

Bethan raised her lips in a smile and walked along with that colleague. “Actually I ‘m not his girlfriend, I’m his sister. There’s an emergency at home so he had to rush back.“

The colleague blinked in surprise. “Then the dinner appointment later…“

She curled her lips in a lovely smile. “I’ll attend on his behalf.“

The colleague paused in his tracks and studied her quickly. “We push ourselves to the limit when we need to drink to socialize and discuss, as a woman, aren’t you afraid you’ll get drunk?“

“Not only will I remain sober, I will even secure the deal for your company.“

“You sound confident, okay then, follow me, if you get drunk and something bad happens, don’t blame me for not reminding you.“

Bethan nodded, and followed the colleague into the room.

Before she came out of the stairwell, she had already taken a pill for her hangover.

Even though her alcohol tolerance level was not exceptional, it was still enough to deal with this group of men.

In the room, Bethan explained John’s whereabouts then sat down on the chair rightfully.

The room was filled with men dressed fully in black, Bethan sat in the corner, dressed in red from head to toe, her features sharp and refined, emitting a cold and distant vibe.

Director Wilson, one of their business partner’s eyes, was immediately attracted to her the minute he entered the room.

“This is…“

The manager immediately smiled as he explained, “ This is a family member of one of our staff, she’s here on behalf of her younger brother.“

Director Wilson studied Bethan from head to toe, lust clearly written in his eyes, letting out a light laugh, “ Not bad, not bad! “

Then, he pointed at the seat beside him. “Why are you sitting so far away? Are you scared of me? Come and sit here.“

Bethan frowned.

When she was overseas, she had never attended an event like this.

She could clearly read the hidden meaning in Director Wilson’s eyes.

She smiled shyly, then sat down beside him slowly and gracefully. “Thank you.“

From this old man’s eyes, she knew the deal was hers.

A luxurious private room on the fifth floor of the bar.

After the solemn contractual details were finalized, the atmosphere in the room had now turned easy and casual, the people inside engaged in a game of cards.

Lucas pushed open the door and entered, striding toward Brettley and whispered a few words in his ear.

He furrowed his dark eyebrows slightly. Drinking again?

And with a group of men at that?

Did she really not understand her alcohol tolerance level, or was she insistent on causing harm to herself?

The scenes of how she looked when she was drunk last night, seducing him time and time again, floated before his eyes.

After a long period of hesitation, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand, pressing it firmly into the ashtray. “Please continue, I’ll be taking my leave now.”

“Ms. Bethan, you can really handle your alcohol.“

In room number f or, Bethan had just finished her sixth glass of the day.

She set down the wineglass, leaned on the table with her cheek in her hand and licked seductively at the remaining wine gathered at the corners of her lips. She looked charmingly at the big, fat man beside her and said, “Director Wilson, you promised, if I drink another glass, you would sign the contract. Such a big boss like you, you wouldn’t lie to a little woman like me, right?“

Her tone lifted upwards slightly, purring like a kitten, incredibly seductive.

Hearing her talk to him like that, Director Wilson almost forgot his own identity.

The beauty already put it that way, how could he forgo his promise now?

“I’ll sign, I’ll sign! “

Director Wilson immediately reached out and grabbed the contract out of the manager’s hands. “ I’ll sign right now! “

The men present were all stunned.

To win this deal, they had tried all the methods they could think of.

They had tried luring him with a pretty woman before, but not only did the three women the manager hired to talk to Director Wilson get sent back, they were even given a warning by his wife!

They thought Director Wang was a righteous and honest man, that’s why they did not bring any women along this way, instead choosing a group of men to tackle him.

But it turned out…

Bethan did not say anything, merely drank a few glasses of wine and easily defeated Director Wilson, the toughest obstacle in their way?

Riding on the surprised stares of the crowd, Bethan curled her fingers around the ends of her long hair. “ Manager, you know who I represent, right?“

The manager paused, then nodded fervently as he packed up the fully signed contract. “Of course, of course! I’ll promote John! “

Mission accomplished.

She smiled faintly and stood up, her voice remaining soft and gentle, “I overdrank, my stomach’s not feeling well, I need to go to the restroom. You won’t stop me from going, will you?“

Director Wilson narrowed his eyes, studying her face from her eyebrow to her jawline. “Why would I stop you from going to the bathroom?“

Bethan laughed lightly and stood up, but the moment she wanted to leave, a hand wrapped itself around her wrist.

Director Wang sat on his chair, looking at her with a half-smile. “Ms. Bethan, are you really trying to go to the toilet, or your goal has been achieved so you’re trying to run away? You really think now that this deal worth tens of millions of dollars has been secured, you can leave without a single scratch?“

Bethan frowned.

“But Director Wilson… all I want is to go to the restroom.“

Director Wilson scoffed, “You can. I’ll give you two choices. The first option, I go to the toilet with you.“

Bethan was silent.

Ugh, that was disgusting.

“What about the second option?“

Director Wilson laughed out loud, “I’ll give you a bucket, what do you think?“

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