Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 69

"Did Mr. Lewis drink too much? But shouldn't you call Mr. Zander instead?" Tiffany asked in surprise.

"Alex is also drunk. They're together," Charles lied through his teeth. "If you don't come, I'll have to throw them both out to sleep on the street." With that, he hung up the phone.

Charles chuckled at his phone. "Vincent, let's see if you can resist that intriguing woman any longer."

Tiffany clutched the phone, her mind a whirlwind of worry. Visions of Vincent, intoxicated and tossed onto the street, flickered through her mind. The potential for a media scandal, and the inevitable blow to the Lewis Group's reputation sent a jolt of panic through her.

Suddenly, a memory surfaced in her head.

It was from the night Vincent had overindulged and asked her to be his designated driver. This recollection reignited Tiffany's sense of duty. She acknowledged that as his assistant, looking after his well-being was part of her jon.

She hailed a caband headed straight for Nocturne Nightclub.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance, a waiter approached her. "Are you Ms. Lloyd?"

"That's me, where's Mr. Lewis?" Tiffany responded, quickly catching on.

waiter gave a curt nod.

hadn't been thrown out onto the street yet... "Mr. Lewis is in here." The waiter

then gestured

any hesitation. Without a second thought, she stepped into the

suite, surprisingly large with four or five separate rooms. Tiffany quickly searched through

cascading down. The frosted glass reflected the silhouette of

of heat rose to Tiffany's cheeks as she called out,

a muffled, slightly disoriented voice echoed

me,"

question came laced with suspicion, the steam from the shower

was now

smoldering desire within him, a fire that the cold shower

staff here, maybe? They said you were... drunk and needed someone to take you

manipulative scheme. Gritting his teeth, he instructed, "Wait outside. I'll be ready

trickery had rendered him incapable

he'd managed to calm down with a cold shower, he