Chapter 1981: Chapter 1981

Thinking back to that night, Skye Brown ended up in his hotel room all muddled because Daisy sent her there drunkenly.

Dylan Wellington’s seductive eyes were slightly cold.

Looking at Mr. Holbrook who was ’toasting’, there was a distinct chill in his gaze.

How bold, even daring to set his sights on Dylan Wellington’s woman.

Was he planning to get her drunk and then take her to bed?

The corners of Mr. Wellington’s lips curved upward, but that frozen smile made people shudder.

Being watched by his eyes, the other bosses who weren’t as drunk immediately realized it was Mr. Holbrook who made Mr. Wellington unhappy.

The person Mr. Wellington brought over, even if just a vase to play with, was still Mr. Wellington’s current plaything.

Even if they caught each other’s eye and wanted to take over, they had to wait until Mr. Wellington was done playing with her and didn’t want her anymore.

Secretly exchanging business cards and contact information, Mr. Wellington might just turn a blind eye.

But openly hitting on her —wasn’t that slapping Mr. Wellington in the face!

The crowd immediately showed signs of tension, and those closer to Mr. Holbrook tugged at him discreetly under the table.

But Mr. Holbrook, his head swimming from the alcohol and mesmerized by the allure exuding from Skye Brown, kept his eyes locked on her.

He didn’t notice the looks from those around him.

"Miss Brown, a woman who can’t drink doesn’t mix well in our circle. Right now, Mr. Wellington dotes on you, and you can be willful...but once Mr. Wellington finds a new lover and shifts his affection to another sister, holding onto this not-a-drop policy won’t be clever."

Mr. Holbrook raised the glass to ’kindly remind’ Skye, not realizing that just as he finished speaking, Dylan Wellington’s already gloomy face became even more severe.

Yet, at this moment, Skye smiled and raised her glass—

"Mr. Holbrook, you misunderstood... Mr. Wellington was just joking with you. If I couldn’t drink, how could I accompany Mr. Wellington to a social gathering? Thank you for the guidance, Mr. Holbrook, I’ll drink this."

Skye brought her lips to a mischievous smile, her fiery red lips lightly pressed against the rim of the glass, and in one motion, she drained the amber liquid from the wine glass.

Dylan Wellington’s deep eyes flickered slightly, but he was too late to stop her.

After drinking, Skye’s cheeks blossomed into a fiery blush, making her already captivating face even more alluring.

Skye used her long, slender forefinger to gently tap the empty wine glass, creating a ’ding—’ sound.

"Mr. Holbrook, what do you think... Finished it, satisfied?"

With her long hair lazily draped, fiery red lips, alluring and husky voice, accompanying that face with dimples appearing when she chuckled.

At this moment, not only Mr. Holbrook, but the other bosses in attendance couldn’t help but audibly gasp.

Everyone was amazed, amazed at Skye’s beauty!

Such a beautiful woman, not going to be a celebrity but becoming a director, it’s a sheer waste of talent and resources!!!

Amidst their amazement, they couldn’t help but admire Dylan Wellington’s discernment.

Truly deserving of being Eastonia’s most famous playboy, a man of charm - his taste in women was truly unique.

Mr. Holbrook gazed at Skye’s blushing face, feeling his blood rushing, heart pounding wildly, wishing he could instantly pounce and hold this adorable, enticing little seductress in his arms.

He immediately opened his checkbook— "Alright, alright, one hundred fifty thousand, I’ll write it to you right away."

"No, not just one hundred fifty thousand..." Skye’s voice, softened and husky from the alcohol, spoke softly. Official source ıs ɴovelfire.net

"Finishing this bottle, one and a half million... Mr. Holbrook, you just said it yourself, don’t go back on your words now..."

[ before 19:00 ~ Apologies for being a bit late]