Madelyn had not seen fireworks in a long time. She said, "Sure. Let me go to the restroom first." After exiting the private room, she followed a waiter's guidance to the restroom. In the relatively quiet corridor, she overheard voices from inside the restroom.
Two girls were touching up their makeup and fixing their hair in front of the mirror.
"What's so great about her for Dorian and Clement to focus all their attention on her? We can do what she does!" "Yes! I've had a two-million-dollar wine, too. She looked so arrogant, as if everyone was indebted to her. So she has a wealthy brother; what's so impressive about that?" "Her brother probably doesn't even acknowledge her anymore. | bet she's just pretending to be rich in front of us.” "None of us are as pretentious as her. Who knows if that bottle of wine was even real!" Madelyn turned around and walked away indifferently.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe did not return to the room. Instead, she found a quiet place to sit.
A faint light illuminated the restaurant's terrace. Here, the cold wind was bone-chilling. But this was the only way to help her calm down and not overthink.
Madelyn felt numb and felt no warmth when the wind blew at her.
A waitress sneaked out from a corner. She quickly turned around and left when she saw Madelyn leave.
The two girls who had just come out of the restroom suddenly received an invitation, "Mr. Jardin would like the two of you to come over. He wants to ask you something.” "Mr. Jardin? The CEO of Jardin Corporation?" They sounded excited.
"Yes." "Oh my goodness, it's really him!" After receiving the invitation, the two girls began to lose themselves in the moment excitedly.
They carefully pushed open the private room's door, "Mr. Jardin, why did you ask for us?" Zach poured wine into the glasses, saying, "Come have a seat.” The two girls’ hearts were pounding. Zach was a prominent figure that they could never meet on their own. They did not expect to be able to meet him today.
Both of them felt fortunate that they had touched up their makeup. Otherwise, they would not have had the confidence to appear in front of Zach.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey appeared to be in their early twenties, similar in age to Madelyn.
Zach rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt, revealing his strong forearms. The ring on the ring finger of his hand holding the wine bottle was eye-catching. But instead, the two girls were captivated by Zach's dangerous, unapproached aura.
They each shyly sat beside Zach. They tried to be close to him.
"Mr. Jardin, did you call us to ask about Madelyn?" Zach took a sip from his glass. The sound of the glass being put down sent a shiver down the girls’ spines, "Repeat what you two said just now." Those mere few words made their faces turn pale, "Mr. Jardin, we don't understand what you mean..." Zach stood up, "If you can't remember, stay right here. Take your time recalling them." Soon, a group of bodyguards walked into the room. The two girls were frightened. They pleaded, "Mr. Jardin, we were wrong! Mr.
Jardin..." Zach stopped outside the door and listened to the pleading voices behind him. He just coldly responded, "My wife isn't someone you can defame.
"Finish all the alcohol on the table. If you dare say a word to anyone, you'll have to bear the consequences." The girls thought, 'T-There's much alcohol..."