Chapter 279 Deliberately Disgusting Her

Sadie glanced at Mr. Waters, feeling deeply insulted.

A bit older? Judging by his beer belly and the wrinkles on his face, he seemed about her father's age.

Amelia was playing a cunning game, pushing this older guy on her to eliminate her as a romantic rival. Was it necessary?

Sadie hadn't fought for attention or interfered with Amelia's flirtations with Micah. Why was Amelia targeting her?

Last time Amelia had deliberately made things difficult, stepping on her hand. Sadie didn't hold a grudge and even gave the check back to Victoria to help return it. And now, Amelia brought this older man just to disgust her? "Sadie looks quite young. How old is she?" Mr. Waters seemed quite intrigued, his gaze on Sadie taking on a new depth.

Sadie remained silent, struggling to keep her composure.

"Ms. Amelia sure knows how to joke." Victoria quickly jumped in to defuse the situation. "Our Sadie is just starting out, nowhere near a match for someone like Mr. Waters."

"How could she not be a match-"

"Weren't you the one who said you were starving?" Micah abruptly interjected, his voice cold, cutting off Amelia. "Why all the chatter?"

an instant; it was clear Micah

golf, you must be starving. Let's

everyone individually, trying to engage Victoria and Andrew in casual conversation to ease the awkward tension. Andrew and Victoria were trying to smooth things over as

the head of the table, sipping red wine with

from Micah's earlier remark and sat simmering with anger, her expression sour as she downed her glass in

with agitation, found it challenging to remain seated, yet leaving was not an option. Thus, she silently stayed

Waters' gesture, then filled one for Amelia. "Ms. Amelia, the chairman also tried this wine last time and couldn't

not bad," Micah commented

well, let's all have a

it was Sadie's turn, a foot stealthily extended beneath the table, deliberately tripping Mr. Waters. He nearly lost his balance, the decanter quivering in his hand and spilling all the wine on

shrieked, jumping up

spread down her collar, saturating her white blouse. The outline of her delicate, white bra became faintly visible, akin to a tender

furrowed, his

stepped back.

"Oh dear, Mr. Waters, how could you be so

loss for words. She knew who had tripped him but dared not say

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