âNo thanks⦠I⦠I can go home by myself. You⦠You donât have to send me back⦠I⦠I donât want to be your third wheel!â muttered Lina.
âHow can you go home by yourself when youâre so drunk?â asked Grace.
âDonât worry⦠I⦠Iâll ask my friend to pick me up⦠Stephenson⦠Anthony Shermanâ¦â stammered Lina while she took out her phone and began to dial the phone number.
The phone rang several times before the call got through. Grace was about to explain the situation to Anthony Sherman on the other end of the line, but the voice that sounded stunned her.
âLina? Lina, is this you?â
âIs this Hadwin Stephensonâs voice?â
Grace was dumbfounded. âDid Lina⦠call Hadwin Stephenson?â
âI⦠Iâm not looking for Hadwin Stephenson. Iâm looking forâ¦
Anthony Sherman⦠Whereâs Anthony Sherman? Put Anthony Sherman on the phoneâ¦â shouted Lina.
âAnthony Sherman?â The words seemed to have been squeezed through clenched teeth. âLina, have you been drinking?â
âY-Yeah, I drank a lot and⦠I have so many men to drink with me⦠Hadwin Stephenson.. You⦠You donât matter to meâ¦â
Grace hurriedly took the phone from her best friend and said to Hadwin Stephenson, who was on the other end of the line, âHadwin Stephenson, Iâm Grace. Lina drank some wine and dialed the wrong number. Iâll send her home later.â
âWhere are you?â Hadwin Stephensonâs voice was unusually cold.
Before Grace could tell him, Lina said, âWeâre at⦠at Star Zouk. Hehe. The handsome men here⦠are famous. I⦠spent a fortune todayâ¦â
âIâm coming over right now!â With that said, Hadwin Stephenson ended the call.
Grace stared at the phone, feeling speechless all of a sudden. âHadwin Stephensonâs coming over too?
Why do I feel so confused?â
Manager Wang, who was standing outside the private room, had been waiting for the door to open again after Jason entered.
However, the door did not open again, and time continued to passâ¦
Manager Wang almost pressed his ear against the door, hoping to hear what was going on inside.
âWhat the hell is going on in there? Why isnât anyone coming out even after so long? Did Young master Reed get angry and is⦠punishing those male escorts?â
Manager Wangâs scalp tingled at the thought of it. He hated that the sound insulation of the private room was so good that he could not hear anything.
Just then, Manager Wangâs phone rang again and his subordinateâs voice sounded. âManagerâ¦
Manager Wang, M-Mr. Stephenson is here too.â
âMr. Stephenson? Which Mr. Stephenson?â snapped Manager Wang. He was busy now, but his subordinate was giving him trouble.
âMr. Hadwin Stephenson, the president of Stephenson Group. News of his canceled engagement caused an uproar some time ago,â his subordinate said.
Manager Wang froze. âStephenson⦠Hadwin Stephenson? He⦠Heâs here?â For some reason, he had a bad feeling.