Chapter 91
Chapter 91
I hesitated for a moment and didn't stop Seth.
We arrived at the venue where the annual conference was going on.
This venue was one of the best hotels in City Y. If a company could hold its annual conference here, it indicated that this company was financially powerful.
However, our company only booked a small banquet hall.
At first, I was worried that my outfit would be too exaggerating. But after I went in, I found that everyone was wearing beautiful dresses with exquisite makeup. Only then was I relieved.
A waiter came over to take the coat for me. I hesitated for a moment and took off the coat.
Seth was the Vice President. As soon as he came in, he was called away by Wendy.
He asked me to go with him. But I refused.
After all, all the executives were by Wendy's side. As a young designer, I surely would make them dissatisfied if I joined in the fun with them.
Holding a bit of fruit and pastries, I found a seat in the corner and sat down.
As soon as I sat down, a man sat next to me.
I knew him. He was Tim Hodge from the Custome Service Department.
As soon as Tim sat down, he said, "Charlotte, you used to wear conservative outfits in the company. I didn't expect you to have such a good body figure. Although you look very thin, unexpectedly, for the parts which should be plump and meaty..."
"Mr. Hodge, we're not familiar with each other."
I interrupted him. When I looked at him, I found that he was staring at the highcut of my dress obscenely.
I hurried to pull my skirt.
"Hey. We will get familiar with each other after a chat, won't we?"
My action didn't affect Tim's mood at all. After staring at my legs, he stared at my breasts.
I had no choice but to put my hand on my chest, looking for Seth.
Some important customers probably had been invited to the annual conference this year. Moreover, the banquet hall wasn't spacious.
Others probably had blocked Seth and others from my eyesight. After I glanced at the crowd, I didn't find them.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Tim boldened as he said, "Charlotte Archer, in fact, I know that women are more lascivious than men. It's just that you are so shy that you won't reveal your lust. Let me tell you, although I'm not handsome, my part is much bigger than those of ordinary men..."
"I'm not interested!"
I was driven to a dead end.
I had no choice but to stand up and look for Seth.
I got up and saw Seth and Wendy chatting with a influentical customer of our company. If I went there directly like this, others would think that I was ignorant.
Helplessly, I had to get up and go out.
I thought, "Tim probably won't follow me if I go to the women's room, right?"
I walked out quickly. As I was about to reach the women's room, I heard Tim's obscene voice behind me, "Hehe, sure enough, women are more lascivious than men. When you hear that I have a big cock, you can't control yourself, right?"
As Tim said, he came over and put his arm
around my waist. Then he said, "Come on. I know there is a baby caring room over there..."
"Let me go!" I was so frightened that I pushed his hand away, "I just want to go to the toilet!"
"Hey! Don't go on pretending. I like women with hot-temper. You are interesting!"
Tim became bold.
I walked quickly to the women's room. And he pulled me out of there directly,"If you want to go to toilet, you should go to the men's room isntead. I don't want to go to a place like the women's room."
"Let me go!"
I was scared out of my wits.
In fact, some people were passing by. But when everyone saw this situation, they all shrank back.
Just as I was about to call for help, I heard a voice saying, "Let go."
I found this voice so familiar.
It was the same for the situation last time.
I looked up and saw two people standing at the end of the corridor. One was Patrick and the other one looked familiar to me as well...
I just couldn't think of who he was for a moment.
As Tim narrowed his eyes and was about to see who the speaker was, Patrick walked over and punched him in the face!
Tim's face instantly swelled up.
"How dare you hit me?" Tim was so angry that he wanted to hit Patrick back!
But he was too short. Patrick was taller than him. Before Tim could punch Patrick, Patrick kicked him away directly!
Then he raised his legs and kicked him in the stomach!
After a couple of moves, Tim knew that he would be no match for Patrick. Then he was so scared that he ran away! NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.
As soon as Tim left, the man next to Patrick laughed and said, "Hey, Patrick, this is the first time I've seen you help a passer- by out of your sense of justice. What's the matter? Have you been transformed?"
"Shut up."
Patrick rolled his eyes at him.
The man next to Patrick looked at me as he squinted his eyes for a while. Suddenly, he patted his head and said, "Hey, beauty, I thought you looked familiar! I remember you. Are you the friend of the hot beauty in the bar last time?"
In the bar last time...
I recalled it for a while. Only then did I remember that when I drank too much that day, this man tried to ask Lisa for her phone number...
"You're..."
"Hello, my name is Roger Lance."
Roger took the initiative to introduce himself. Then he took out a business card and handed it to me, saying, "Snce we saved you, can you tell me the name of the beauty last time?"
Before I could take the business card over, Patrick reached out and grabbed it first. Then he squeezed the business card into a ball of paper and threw it on the ground, warning, "Don't get in my way here."
Roger looked at me and then at Patrick. Then he smiled and said, "Okay. Got you."
After that, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Thank you, Mr. Cowell."
Seeing that Riger had left, I wanted to leave as well.
As soon as I passed by Patrick, he held me in his arms. Then he raised his hand and pressed me against the wall as he said, "I'm sorry about what happened that night. I didn't mean that."
"I see, Mr. Cowell. I won't blame you. Can I go now?"
When I spoke, I drooped my eyelashes slightly.
I couldn't be more distressed in secret.
"No, you can't." Patrick lowered his head and looked at me up and down. Then he frowned as his black eyes were full of displeasure, "How come you are dressed like this? Only I can see these parts of yours!"
As Patrick spoke, he reached out his hand and sneaked in my body through the high-cut.
I quivered all over and rushed to grab his hand.
But his strength was too great.
He pinched the soft part under my waist with his hand. And his strength wasn't very strong. With his thin lips close to my ear, he made a low sound.
"Brother-in-law, please behave yourself."
I had no choice but to call him like this.
Patrick was infuriated when he heard my words. Then he increased the strength in his hand. And his other hand was no longer pressing against the wall. Instead, he clung to my waist tightly with his hand and said, "As long as you say it, I won't be your brother-in-law. And I'll continue to be your husband!"
"Let me go!"
I pushed him. But at this time, I could clearly feel that his part pressing against my waist was changing, amplifying my sense more and more!
I felt a sense of danger strongly!
"I miss you very much, Charlotte Archer. Do you know that? You are so amazing that you make me miss you every second after I leave you."
Patrick held me in his arms and looked up at me with strong desire in his eyes...
I said subconsciously, "You're drunk..."
Because every time he said this, he was either sick or drunk.
But Patrick looked at me firmly and said word by word, "I haven't drunk a drop of wine yet tonight."