Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 31 Heavyweight Drinker

Suzanna’s smile froze at Gwendolyn’s question, but she quickly composed herself and smiled even more brightly.

She pulled Gwendolyn aside and whispered, “These directors are influential figures in Grandeur Group. One word from any of them would make or break our artists‘ casting opportunities in the drama. So try not to upset them, Ms. Shalders.”

Gwendolyn nodded expressionlessly in response.

They returned to the table after their whispering.

Tom, Harry, and Peter had not stopped staring at Gwendolyn since she entered the private room. Gwendolyn wanted to throw up under their lustful stares.

Tom was the first to speak up. “Ms. Shalders, you’re really as pretty as the rumors say. You’ve got a great figure too.”

“You’re too generous. The three of you are truly exceptional and successful,” replied Gwendolyn obligingly.

Suzanna quickly invited everyone to take their seats before toasting Gwendolyn, “This is your first business meeting since joining the company, Ms. Shalders. Please allow me to toast to a successful deal.”

As she spoke, she pushed a glass of red wine into Gwendolyn’s hand.

Gwendolyn swirled the liquor around the glass and sniffed the bouquet elegantly. “Hmm, a 1982 Château Lafite Rothschild. What an excellent wine.”

She smiled and clinked glasses with Suzanna before polishing off the wine in a single gulp.

Harry jumped in to flatter Gwendolyn, praising, “Ms. Shalders, I didn’t take you for a wine aficionado. You can hold your drinks well too. How utterly charming. I hope you’ll accept my toast as well.”

“Aren’t we discussing the casting for Grandeur Group’s drama project? Why haven’t any of you brought the subject up?” asked Gwendolyn.

Calmly, one of the directors replied, “Of course, we’ll get to it, but we should have a few glasses and relax before getting down to serious business. I’m sure you understand how this works, don’t you, Ms. Shalders?”

They smiled at Gwendolyn and raised their glasses at her.

Gwendolyn did not put off their requests and downed glass after glass of wine.

Meanwhile, Noah knocked on the door to the CEO’s office at Wright Construction Group.

He entered the room and politely handed a dossier on Gwendolyn’s background to Maverick.

“Boss, our men have investigated her three times. This is the final, organized information we have on

her background for your review,”

the documents from his assistant and read them several times,

furrowed.

background seemed perfectly ordinary until it came to her life before she was fifteen years

details were

in this world that

his employer’s doubts and asked, “Do

from us. We’ll just be wasting our efforts investigating her. The only thing that’s certain is that her background isn’t as simple as

to the long windows in his office

a dinner meeting tonight,

“Yes.”

from Grandeur Group took turns toasting Gwendolyn at their

not refused a drink during their

promptly polished off six bottles of

were mildly flushed despite the amount of liquor she had drunk, which

was frustrated, even as she struggled to

be a heavyweight at drinking. Even the directors are getting tipsy. How is she

was about to collapse at the

her surprise, Gwendolyn refilled her glass with red wine and downed it when the others

dinner companions a smile so beatific

choice but

a sight which they

tables on them and asked, “Why did everyone stop drinking? If that’s too much liquor to handle, perhaps it’s

her glass to toast

turned to Suzanna, signaling her

glass of wine, they would surely collapse and spend

gritted her teeth in annoyance. Plying Gwendolyn with alcohol was no

came, Eloise had given her a packet of odorless, colorless powder to guarantee the success of

exchanged glances with Peter, who caught her hint

production plan

took out some documents and handed them to Gwendolyn, explaining. “This is the latest version. Why don’t you take a

stood up to receive

glass

knocked Gwendolyn’s wine glass off the

didn’t mean it, Ms. Shalders. I

but did not

shortly with a new wine glass, which she filled with red wine

Peter and quickly raised their glasses to toast

their toast and said, “There’s no rush for that. Let’s treat this as the last drink to close