Just as that thought crossed her mind, Gordon Graham sat down beside her, wine glass in hand. Although Sumr Lancaster was repulsed, it was a business dinner she couldn’t avoid. She reluctantly picked up her glass and drank.
Gordon Graham had had his eye on Sumr Lancaster for a long ti. She was a woman who possessed the competence of a professional yet didn’t lack a gentle, alluring sex appeal.
"Director Lancaster, you can really hold your liquor." He patted Sumr Lancaster’s shoulder as he spoke. In response, she imdiately stood up.
"Mr. Graham, allow to toast you. Regardless of whether we have the chance to cooperate in the future, we’re still partners in business." After speaking, Sumr Lancaster downed another glass of wine on her own. After that, others at the table ca to toast Gordon Graham. Taking advantage of the crowd, Sumr slipped away to the restroom. She was a little drunk. She splashed her face with cold water and then began to touch up her makeup. Just then, the restroom door opened. To her shock, it was Gordon Graham. Sumr quickly put away her makeup bag, backed away, and crossed her arms over her chest defensively.
"Mr. Graham, I believe you’ve made a mistake. This is the won’s restroom," Sumr Lancaster said, her tone calm and steady.
"Little beauty, I’m not mistaken. I ca here looking for you. Why would soone so beautiful need to wear makeup?" Gordon Graham reached out and snatched Sumr Lancaster’s makeup bag. With a nimble move, Sumr dodged behind him.
"Director Lancaster, na your price. Co with , and I’ll give this creative project to your company." Gordon Graham’s face twisted into a lecherous grin.
"Mr. Graham, aren’t you afraid I’ll go and tell your wife?" Sumr Lancaster smiled. She had already done her howork: the CEO of Gordon Graham’s company was his wife’s father. His entire position and status were completely dependent on his wife.
The smile vanished from Gordon Graham’s face, replaced by a sinister, vicious expression. "You fucking bitch. Go ahead and ask around, is there any woman I want that dares to refuse ? It’s your honor that I’ve taken an interest in you, and you still dare to threaten with my wife? I’ll make sure you don’t leave this room today!" Gordon Graham suddenly grabbed Sumr Lancaster. Startled, Sumr struggled against him, but a woman’s strength is no match for a man’s. She couldn’t break free. Then, a sudden idea struck her. She lifted her foot and stomped down hard on Gordon Graham’s foot with her high heel. A gut-wrenching scream erupted behind her, and Sumr seized the opportunity to flee the restroom.
She was wearing high heels and couldn’t run fast. Gordon Graham quickly caught up, grabbing a fistful of Sumr Lancaster’s hair and then wrapping his hand around her throat. "You fucking bitch, you’re asking for it."
Suddenly, soone rushed over and kicked Gordon Graham. The kick was extrely heavy. After the pain subsided, Gordon Graham looked up and saw it was Caleb Bell, the young heir of the Bell Group. Gordon Graham knew his place; the Bell Group was not soone he could afford to offend. He only managed to spit out, "You two just wait!" before retreating.
Wincing in pain, Sumr Lancaster got up from the floor. The man ran over to help her.
"Caleb, I really owe you for that. Thank you!" Sumr Lancaster’s face was contorted in pain; the fall had been hard, and several strands of her hair had been pulled out.
"Sumr, how are you? Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Caleb Bell asked anxiously.
Sumr Lancaster forced a smile despite the pain. "Caleb, it’s no big deal. I don’t need to go to the hospital. Oh, right, what are you doing here?" Caleb Bell helped Sumr over to a sofa to rest.
"I had so company business today, so we were having dinner here. What about you, Sumr? How did you get mixed up with that old fox, Gordon Graham?"
"It was for work. These business dinners are unavoidable, but I never expected Gordon Graham to be so brazen! I really let my guard down."
"Sumr, you shouldn’t go to these kinds of dinners anymore. Your boss can’t be that strict, can he? Sending a female employee to a eting when he knows the other party is a pervert? If you really can’t get out of it in the future, just call !"
"Caleb, you’re making a mountain out of a molehill. I can handle other business dinners just fine." ’Was her boss strict? The answer was that he was too busy to be bothered with such trivial matters.’
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