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

furrowed.

first glance, Gwendolyn’s background seemed perfectly ordinary until it came to her life before she

an orphanage. No other details were available, not

there actually someone in this world

sense his employer’s doubts and asked, “Do you

a 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 only

his office and lit a cigarette,

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

“Yes.”

Group took turns toasting Gwendolyn at their

not refused a drink during their three rounds

promptly polished off six

flushed despite the amount of liquor she had drunk, which

as she struggled to keep

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

was about to collapse at the

red wine and downed it when the others

a smile so beatific it bordered on

choice but to bow

which they had to see to

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

raised her

hastily turned to Suzanna, signaling

more glass of wine, they would surely collapse and spend their

her teeth in annoyance. Plying Gwendolyn with alcohol was no

came, Eloise had given her a packet of odorless,

glances with Peter, who caught her hint and smiled

you seen the production

latest version. Why don’t you take

stood up to receive

glass shattering filled

Gwendolyn’s wine

didn’t mean it, Ms. Shalders. I must be kind of

eyed her colleague suspiciously but did

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

and quickly raised their glasses to toast

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