Chapter 26

Before entering into the private room, Amelia suddenly remembered that she had not told Patrick that she would not go home for dinner tonight.

When she took out the phone, the only power of the phone was gone. Since she hadn't kept her husband's phone number in mind, it was impossible to talk to him via phone box. The attendant said, "Miss Ramsay, Mr. Miller is in the suite. Please wait for a moment. I'll invite him to come to meet you."

Amelia looked around and sat down close to the door.

After a while, the waiters brought dishes to the table one after another, including abalone, lobster, crabs...

And a few bottles of vodka in the ice bucket. Amelia sneered at this high-blood pressure match.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps behind her. She looked back and greeted him.

Mr. Miller was fat and strong. As he walked, the fat on his cheeks and belly were floating in the air.

by the smooth face and curving body of Amelia and shook hands with her.

Amelia asked, "Sorry?"

enough? Had Mr. Miller

tight and welcomed her obsequiously, "Sorry to keep you waiting, my dear. Why didn't you start? You know these abalone and lobster

reluctantly let her hand go. The reason why he delayed signing the contract was that he was very dissatisfied with Roxxon's representatives, who were not his tastes at all and

someone mentioned that Amelia Ramsay, the Director of Sales, was young and beautiful. It was coincident that this lady director reached out to him, so the crafty

taken advantage of physically and verbally and Amelia were mentally prepared before she came. As long as this concupiscent man didn't go too

dishes in a hurry, Mr. Miller took out the iced vodka, serving her in the

the goblet, which was long as an index finger. She was a bit terrified as the situation might be unpredictable and the vodka was

both of us

without a word. To remove Amelia's worry about his genuineness, he stamped

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