Chapter 1978: Chapter 1978

In the private room, there were seven or eight men dressed like business tycoons.

All middle-aged, each with slicked-back hair and a big belly, looking utterly greasy.

However, in stark contrast to their appearance, were their expressions and actions.

These people looked like business moguls, but their faces showed flattery, continuously complimenting the young man sitting at the head.

The man was extraordinarily handsome, with black hair meticulously styled, and his narrow brown eyes gave him a gentle and understated appearance.

That person was one of the main hosts of today’s banquet.

The eldest son of the Williams family, Gareth Williams.

And who arrived early, originally should have been waiting outside for them, was Olivia Quinn.

At this moment, she was leaning bonelessly against Gareth Williams, her misty eyes, filled with inebriation and affection...

Unfortunately, Gareth Williams didn’t look at Olivia Quinn even once from start to finish.

Upon seeing Dylan Wellington arrive, the other ’business tycoons’ with oily appearances all stood up, similarly with flattering smiles, waiting for Dylan Wellington to enter.

Only Gareth Williams, among the two seats at the head, did not stand up, merely nodding slightly in the direction of the door.

When Dylan Wellington was teasing Skye Brown earlier, his seductive eyes quickly turned cold.

His lips curved into a slight smile as he held Skye Brown’s hand and tilted his head, saying, "Let’s see how you perform later, don’t embarrass me..."

Huh? Perform what, embarrass who?

Skye wanted to ask but didn’t speak out.

Because by then, Dylan Wellington was already holding her hand, stepping onto the thick, luxurious carpet of the private room.

"Mr. Wellington is here... Mr. Wellington, have a seat..."

"Oh Mr. Wellington, where did you find this gorgeous lady... Fresh face, never seen her before..."

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Wellington has such a great eye, look... the ones he brings to dinner are always !"

One of the ’moguls’, already drunk even before the affair started, gave a thumbs up.

The crowd burst into laughter, and the beautiful women accompanying each mogul, whether internet celebrities or otherwise, covered their mouths and laughed along.

Ordinarily, Dylan Wellington would surely join in the teasing, perhaps even getting the woman he brought along to toast and flirt with everyone.

After all, with such women, it’s always a straightforward transaction, each taking what they need...

But oddly, today, with Skye Brown by his side, Dylan Wellington had no inclination to join in the fun.

Not only did he not want to make merry, he was also very irritated by those lascivious gazes wandering over Skye Brown.

Especially those who let their eyes blatantly trail over to Skye’s lower body, clearly intending to admire Skye’s long beautiful legs exposed beyond her mini skirt.

Dylan Wellington pulled Skye Brown, who was walking on the outside, inward.

Changed hands to wrap around the woman’s waist.

Using his tall and slender body, he blocked those unpleasant gazes.

Skye Brown’s lips curved slightly upward, noticing the deeper meaning behind Mr. Wellington’s actions.

She didn’t expose it, obediently following Dylan Wellington to the head of the table and took a seat.

"Here, Honey... Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Williams." As soon as they sat down, Dylan Wellington embraced Skye and introduced her.

The two head seats, Dylan Wellington and Gareth Williams were each at one side.

Skye, who had been sitting gently and obediently beside Dylan Wellington, suddenly lost her balance as he unexpectedly embraced her.

She went soft and supple, falling into Dylan Wellington’s arms.

"Oops, Mr. Wellington’s beauty can’t wait, huh! Hahaha—"

The private room instantly erupted in drunken laughter.

Skye Brown’s little face flushed with a touch of shame and anger—Dylan Wellington, he definitely did it on purpose!

"Sorry, my Honey is just , too in love with me..."

After saying that, he looked down at Skye with deep emotion, "Honey, don’t rush... once we get back, everything is yours..."

[Cardwriting ended 10 minutes late, sorry, see you tomorrow night at 18:00~]