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,”

received the documents from his assistant and read

furrowed.

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

orphanage. No other details were available, not even regarding when

there actually someone in this world that

and asked, “Do you want them

his office, adding, “She’s deliberately hiding her true background 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 it

office and lit a cigarette, his gaze dark

asked, “Boss, you have a dinner meeting tonight, which was booked a week ago. Are you

“Yes.”

and the three directors from Grandeur Group took turns toasting Gwendolyn

refused a drink during their three rounds of

party promptly polished off six bottles of red

she had drunk, which added to her allure.

was frustrated, even as she struggled

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

to collapse at the

Gwendolyn refilled her glass with red wine and downed it when the others stopped pouring liquor

her dinner companions a smile

choice but to

was truly a sight which they

If that’s too much

even raised her glass to

Suzanna,

glass of wine, they would

Gwendolyn with

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

caught her hint and smiled at

have you seen the production plan

he spoke, he took out some documents and handed them to Gwendolyn, explaining. “This is the latest version. Why don’t you take a look and let us know your top

stood up to receive the documents

the sound of glass shattering

wine glass off

so sorry! I didn’t mean it, Ms. Shalders. I must be kind of tipsy. Let

her colleague suspiciously but did not stop

a new wine glass, which she filled

looks with Peter and quickly raised

for that. Let’s treat this as the last