Chapter 889

I looked at him incredulously. "Do you know what you’re talking about, Jerome?"

He was behaving like a complete stranger right now.

Jerome smiled and lifted his finger before pointing behind me. "Maybe you should be more

concerned about your man. He's being pestered by a vixen."

I frowned and turned around to look outside of The Imperial Club.

Theo had already driven the car over. A woman was standing in front of him, and it looked like she

was hitting on him.

I looked at Jerome and said, "When are you free? Let's have a meal together.”

He raised his eyebrows and took the cigarette that was half-smoked by the woman beside him in a

rather charming yet devilish way. He put it in his mouth and looked at me before saying, "Sure, you

set the time."

Seeing his unruly demeanor, I opened my mouth but eventually had no idea what to say.

I turned around and walked out of The Imperial Club. When I rushed over to stop the woman in front

of Theo, I heard her speaking in a trembling voice, "How

am I not better than her, Mr. Grant? If you could just take a closer look at me, you'll realize that I'm

many times better than Wanda Lane."

I could recognize the voice of this woman. It was none other than Elena, the woman who had great

admiration for Theo.

Her body was a little shaky. It looked like she was drunk.

With the help of alcohol, she was almost shamelessly gluing herself to Theo's body.

Had it not been for Theo's gentlemanliness, she would have been thrown out at this point.

He held back his anger and shouted in a cold voice," Let go!"

Elena refused to let go, of course. She continued to rub her body against Theo's arm, looking at him

with tears in her eyes as she said, "I'm the perfect woman for you, Mr. Grant. We can stand side by

side in the business field, and I can help you in your career. We have lots of things in common to

talk about and life won't be boring. These are all things that Wanda can't offer you."

Elena was not afraid of the cold weather. Although she was wearing a mink fur coat, she only wore

a halter top inside. After saying those words, her jacket was hanging off her shoulders, exposing her

pretty shoulders and back.

The majority of people who came to The Imperial Club at this time of the year were here to have

fun. Many of them cast lewd glances at the sight of her.

Theo did not look at her and coldly said, "Please behave yourself."

He shook Elena's hand away after saying that without the slightest pity.

Theo had spotted me a long time ago, so after shaking off her hands, he rushed up to me. His

countenance eased up by a lot. "Let's go home."

He then pulled my hand and prepared to leave, but Elena refused to give up and stood in our way.

When she saw Theo and I holding hands, her gaze turned ice-cold. What little sanity she had left

from being so drunk was all gone.

She looked at Theo and said, "Take a closer look at me, Theo. Am I not prettier or sexier than her? I

can give you everything she can and can't. Why must you pick her?"

She grew even more emotional as she spoke. She even ran up to Theo, grabbed his hand, and

placed it on her body while saying shamelessly, "My body is really better than hers. You can feel it if

you don't believe m e. I'll serve you better than her."

We were in public, and her actions undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention.

Theo’s countenance completely sank. Almost without any hesitation, he swung his hand abruptly

and Elena crashed to the ground because she was too drunk to stand straight. After she was

pushed to the ground, she fell on her knees and I was sure that she was injured.

Perhaps the pain had sobered her up a bit. She looked up at Theo, then realized afterward that

there were people standing around looking at her.