It turned out that several companies were planning to launch a project and wanted to invite Tobias to collaborate.

Although Natalie didn't know much about business, she could see that Tobias seemed somewhat disinterested, even though these presidents looked eager to lure in Tobias to join them. Natalie thought, "Why did Tobias still come to this dinner anyway even though he doesn't seem interested in their plans?"

However, after thinking further, the business field has always been very complicated. For someone in a high position like Tobias, he still had to give them face to attend this kind of dinner meeting. The presidents also sensed Tobias's lack of interest. They looked at each other, then one of them suddenly stood up and said, "I need to go to the toilet for now. You guys can continue."

Tobias' dark eyes, which had a tinge of light in them, jerked slightly.

After that, they started to mingle around again around the dining table.

Compared to the other presidents, Tobias' face had always been indifferent. He always had this blank look on his face.

Natalie couldn't do much here, so she simply began to dig into the food. Putting aside other things, the dishes served in the five-star hotel were out of this world. It was scrumptious. Natalie enjoyed the food very much.

Tobias glanced at Natalie subconsciously a few times, and then a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Only Natalie, a naive little creature, could fully immerse herself in food on such an occasion.

Soon, a waiter brought a few more bottles of wine.

Several presidents excitedly urged Tobias to drink.

Natalie didn't know if it was just her illusion, but when the presidents urged Tobias to drink with them, she just so happened to meet Tobias' gaze as she was swallowing a bun.

A sharp glint flashed in Tobias' eyes when she locked eyes with him.

However, the sharpness was like a dragonfly, skimming the water as it soon disappeared.

The other presidents handed Tobias a glass of wine. "Mr. Whitlock, you must gulp down this glass of wine. Otherwise, it would mean that you're not giving us face."

smiled faintly, accepted the glass, and drank the contents until not a

a glass of wine while saying, "Girl, you should

bothered with her. Why did someone suddenly ask her to drink at the moment? While she didn't know whether she should accept the drink or not, Tobias quietly took

president smiled and replied, "Mr. Whitlock, I don't think that should be the case. What's

but sharp when he rebuked the president,

up. He could only let Tobias drink

more and more wine, there was

how carefree Natalie was, she could still realize that something had gone

Tobias' lips brushed past Natalie's earlobe as he whispered, "Remember your identity. You are my

for

to the toilet, pushed the door open and

were not the regular type. The top of the uniform was very revealing, and their skirts were

were not confident with the business plan at all in the first place. They were

that Tobias would bring along a girl who looked like a student.

felt that this

women like the rumors had described. If they could successfully convince Tobias by using women's beauty as a weapon, Tobias would have no choice but to work

suite to gather several beautiful female college students and instructed

few remaining presidents left in the private suite began to pour wine for Tobias as a desperate measure

all, if a man was drunk, it was more likely

Natalie, who was by Tobias' side, to become drunk. That way, there would be one less obstacle obstructing their plan. However, they

much. At a glance, they could see that Natalie was a wide-eyed student in the ways of society. She wouldn't be able to do anything although she was by Tobias' side. "Everyone, I have

"Mr. Whitlock, these girls are all college students. They are all campus belles

along Natalie, they mistakenly thought that Tobias had a soft

slightly and didn't

Natalie, who was sitting on the side, had

much of the world, she knew what

women so

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