His Precious Love

Chapter 601

The manager was still confused after leading Jessica to the private room. He was curious about who the woman was. Why would a pregnant woman come to look for Mr. Lopez?

He was not aware of the relationship Wyatt had with Jessica, as he had just started working in the club about three months.

Despite his curiosity, the manager did not pay much attention to it.

As night fell, the neon lights above the club were switched on. It was buzzing with activities as guests walked in and out of the premises.

At about nine-thirty in the late evening, a few luxury cars stopped in front of the building.

Wyatt was the first to get down. He was all smiles when he led a group of big shots into the club.

Wyatt, who had been following up with the business with Integrity Group for four months, finally signed a contract with them at a golf club in the afternoon. That was why he brought them to the club for dinner.

Nonetheless, Wyatt handed the task to the club manager as he did not intend to keep them company. He instructed the manager to entertain the guests in the private room after dinner and send them to the hotel he had booked in advance.

The manager glanced at Wyatt for a few minutes. He wanted to speak but hesitated.

“What's with that look?” Wyatt got confused. “Can't you understand the Anglandurn I just spoke?”

“Everything is fine, Sir. I'll see to it right now,” the manager replied.

After shrugging his shoulder to show he was unbothered by the manager's reaction, Wyatt went to his friend's private room.

The moment he stepped into the room, he was greeted with party crackers. A few of the people went up and hung ribbons over him.

Jacob went over and wrapped his arm around Wyatt's shoulder. “I can't believe you scored a contract with Integrity Group! You're awesome, Wyatt!”

“What a bootlicker.” Wyatt shoved his hand away. “The commission has been transferred to your account.”

Jacob chuckled. “Got it. I knew you won't disappoint me!”

Wyatt never fancied celebrations that involved a large crowd. Besides entertaining business associates to strengthen his connections with them, he would seldom go to the club.

Knowing Wyatt was not a big fan of big parties, all the friends split into smaller groups at the different corners of the room and chattered among themselves after congratulating him. They only gathered when they had to discuss business matters.

Some of Wyatt's friends brought their friends to the celebration, and those people were children of wealthy parents. They seemed to have no idea of what boundaries meant.

One of them interrupted Wyatt while he was having a conversation with Jacob.

He proposed a toast to Wyatt and smiled. “Wyatt, you and I are about the same age, but you're more capable than me. I hope to learn the ropes of running a business from you!”

Wyatt knitted his brows. He was not pleased with how the person approached him but did not express his dismay. After clinking glasses with the man, he said casually, “Running a business is not child's play. Instead of learning from someone, you must accumulate experience on your own. And that's how we make money.”

“You're absolutely right! Cheers!” The man raised his glass and gulped the wine.

Wyatt and Jacob exchanged glances and noticed the despised look in each other's eyes. Instead of saying what they had in mind, they kept mum and casually drank the wine in their glasses.

The man who interrupted their conversation sat with them and crossed his legs.

He continued bragging about his father's business and how he had taken the helm of two companies and was given three hundred million to run the businesses.

After he was done telling his story, the man asked Wyatt, “Hey, you've been single for quite some time now. Haven't you thought of finding a new girlfriend?”

Wyatt's gaze darkened. He gave the man a cursory smile and said, “Is there someone you'd like to introduce me to?”

“Of course! But it all depends on your taste!” When the young man realized Wyatt was open about it, he spoke even more boldly. “I have a sister, and she's hot. I'm sure she's your kind of girl!”

Jacob raised his glass and cut in, “Hey, hey, hey. Why talk about women when we could be drinking?”

“Come on! What's the point of drinking if we don't talk about women?” The man still failed to read between the lines. “I'll ask my sister to come over!”

He took out his phone and sent a message.

Jacob glanced at him before taking another sip of wine. You can never outtalk an idiot. Give him a billion, and he'll outright spend all the money in the blink of an eye!

“Sure, why not?” Wyatt lolled on the couch and looked unbothered. He continued drinking and gave him a smirk. “I'll thank you if she really is my kind of girl.”

“Are you out of your mind?” Jacob was speechless. He whispered in Wyatt's ear, “Why are you playing along?”

Jacob had known Wyatt for a long time, so he knew what the latter was thinking. He could not believe the man, who kept praising his sister's beauty, still failed to read the expression on their faces.

Soon, someone opened the door. A gorgeous figure walked in.

The dimmed light in the room hit on a petite, sweet-looking girl in her early twenties.

The girl in a black skirt took down her shades and glanced at the people in the room before fixing her eyes on her brother. “Hey.”

Jacob's jaw dropped when she saw the girl. He even dropped the wine glass in his hand.

Everyone else in the room could not help but gasp as they were just as stunned.

Though the news about Wyatt was not reported in the media, his circle of friends was aware of the incident.