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,”

from his assistant and read them several times,

furrowed.

until it came to her life

was only a line about her coming from an orphanage. No other details were available, not even regarding when she was

someone in this world that my genius hackers can’t investigate?

seemed to sense his employer’s doubts and asked, “Do

stack of documents in his office, adding, “She’s deliberately hiding her true background from us. We’ll just be wasting our efforts investigating her. The

strolled to the long windows in his office

an iPad and asked, “Boss, you have a

“Yes.”

Group took turns

a drink during their three rounds of

off six bottles of red

the amount of liquor she had drunk, which

she struggled to keep a

at drinking. Even the directors

to

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

smile so beatific it bordered on a

choice but to bow

sight which they had

on them and asked, “Why did everyone stop drinking? If that’s

even raised her

three directors hastily turned to Suzanna,

had to drink one more glass of wine, they would surely collapse and spend their night in

Plying Gwendolyn with alcohol was no longer an

packet of odorless,

Peter, who caught her hint and smiled

Shalders, have you seen the production plan for our upcoming

“This is the latest

up to receive the documents from

glass shattering filled the

had knocked Gwendolyn’s wine glass

God, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean it, Ms. Shalders. I must be

but did not

shortly with a new wine glass, which she filled with red wine before handing it

looks with Peter and quickly raised their

and said, “There’s no rush for that. Let’s treat this as the