Chapter 279 Midnight Discussion

"Alright, what would you like to drink?" The waiter quickly withdrew his curious gaze and respectfully asked Michael.

"Long Island Iced Tea, and milk." Michael said.

A strong drink and a glass of...

The waiter was momentarily stunned, realizing that Michael's orders were becoming increasingly peculiar.

"Did you hear me?" Michael impatiently raised his eyes, waiting for the waiter's affirmative response.

"Yes, please wait a moment." Before leaving, the waiter couldn't help but glance at Emily again.

Emily was staring at Michael with an indescribable expression. After the waiter left, Emily slowly spoke. "You... remember I can't drink alcohol?"

Michael lazily lifted his eyelids, just pulling out a cigarette from the pack, but suddenly thought of something, paused, and put the pack back in his pocket. "You're taking stomach medicine, I'm not Roger, forcing you to drink."

Mentioning Roger again, Emily smiled helplessly.

It seemed both of them knew well that while they had fought back and vented their anger with great satisfaction in this tough battle, it would come with a price.

But before everything fell apart, why not enjoy a bit of freedom, escape a little, and have some fun?

So, even though Emily couldn't drink, she still came to the bar with Michael. She thought Michael had forgotten she couldn't drink and was ready to explain again, but to her surprise, he actually remembered.

a few men and women gathered behind the bar, starting

and Emily's peers, knew a lot about Michael, the regular, and some were even his old friends. But as for Emily, they had only heard rumors. They heard Emily was a housewife married into the Smith family, always looking

divorce Michael and her sister had an affair with him. They also heard Emily wasn't a stunning beauty who could captivate a man's heart, but rather

realized some rumors were completely

Emily was beautiful was an understatement. Not only did she match Michael perfectly, but her tall, radiant figure and face were so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at

white shirt, blue jeans, and white low-heeled shoes, but with that stunning face, she was nothing short

you think Mrs. Smith is like the

have eyes, and

like a fifty-year-old woman... I think she

not a housewife either. She's the senior director of JM Jewelry and Michael's executive assistant. When Michael was hospitalized for a while, she managed all the business and projects of Smith Corporation alone. Honestly, she's no

"What?"

the source

him, he raised his eyes. "What? You just found out? Emily is a top student and Michael's right-hand woman. You guys should

watched Michael take a big

was the first time Michael was being told what to do. He looked up, intrigued, and glanced

lowered her eyes in

a voice came from above. "I'm not a kid taking medicine, what's there to be afraid

banquet, Roger indeed

scrambled to report, and the video of Michael hitting someone

go as smoothly as Roger had hoped. There were both criticisms and defenses

Michael's prior instructions

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