CHAPTER 188: CHAPTER 188 A CONFUSING PROPOSAL

At this point, I could only pretend not to know. After a while, Frank called, and I hurried out to greet him. "Frank!"

"William, have you been waiting long?"

"Not at all. I just arrived."

I took his hand and led him to the private room. Marry stood up, and Mr. Gonzalez quickly came over. "Hello, Mr. Allen!"

Frank reached out his hand. "Hello, Mr. Gonzalez!"

"William, do you two know each other?"

"Yes, we’ve met a few times," Frank nodded.

"Come, please have a seat." Mr. Gonzalez warmly welcomed them.

"Is Ms. Wallace here too?" Frank asked.

"Hello, Mr. Allen!"

After Frank took his seat, Mr. Gonzalez personally brewed coffee.

After chatting for a while, Frank said, "Mr. Gonzalez, you’ve had your coffee. Let’s talk business. Three production lines, fifteen percent premium, delivery in half a month, payment in two installments."

As he spoke, he took out an agreement from his briefcase. "Take a look, any issues?"

Mr. Gonzalez took the agreement and looked at it. After a while, he said, "The contract is fine. I trust working with Mr. Allen."

"No problem, then let the legal department draft the contract," Frank added.

Within two days, the first production line was officially delivered.

After signing the contract, Mr. Gonzalez’s smile never faded. "Pleasure doing business with you!"

"William, my company has other matters to attend to. I’ll call you later," Frank patted my shoulder and said.

"Frank, take care." I continued.

After Frank left, Mr. Gonzalez took my hand. "William, you’ve really helped me a lot. To express my gratitude, I’ll leave the promotion services for the second half of the year to your company."

"Thank you for trusting me, Mr. Gonzalez."

Mr. Gonzalez patted my hand. "I’m hosting a banquet tonight. You and Marry must grace us with your presence."

"Mr. Gonzalez, you’re too kind."

"Consider it settled." After that, he turned to Marry and said, "Marry, call Edward and have him join us for dinner tonight."

Marry nodded. "Okay."

"Deal." He stood up. "I’ll go back and arrange some work matters. See you at seven tonight."

Mr. Gonzalez left, leaving just the two of us in the private room.

"Marry."

"Don’t come over."

"What did I do?"

"You know in your heart!"

I protested. "I really don’t know. Please enlighten me, my lady!"

"Don’t call me that." Marry sat there, humming. "You went to see another woman, didn’t you?"

"How did you know?"

Marry, embarrassed, said, "Fine, you dare admit it!"

"Why wouldn’t I admit it?" I said. "I went to see the deputy general manager of Skylight Group."

I pulled Marry into my arms. She tried to struggle, but I held her tightly and then explained in her ear.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course."

I chuckled. "Besides, in such a short time, what could I do? If you don’t believe me, you can check for yourself."

"Check what?"

I smirked and whispered a few words in her ear. Her face blushed instantly.

"Ugh, you scoundrel, I won’t!"

"You’re calling me a scoundrel. This kind of behavior suits my style." I held her earrings, and her body immediately softened. I kissed her neck wildly, my hands wandering on her body.

"Don’t!" Marry resisted.

However, all resistance was futile. Marry, seeing she couldn’t resist, closed her eyes and let me have my way.

After satisfying my desires, Marry blushed and glared at me. "Look at you, you’ve left love bites all over me. How am I supposed to face people!"

As she spoke, she took out concealer to cover the marks.

"Next time, I’ll only kiss places that aren’t visible, okay?"

"Ugh, I won’t let you have your way!"

After playing around for a while, we left the cafe. "You go back first. I have to pick up the deputy general manager of Skylight Group."

"You don’t need to stay at Skylight Group anymore."

"I know. I’ll leave once WY Media Company is on track."

She nodded and drove me back to the Sevan Grand Hotel.

The media conference ended successfully, and the security had been withdrawn.

I smoked a few cigarettes outside, dawdled until around four-fifty, and then went upstairs.

I knocked on the door for a while before Tatiana came to open it.

Her sleepy eyes indicated that she had just woken up.

What made me angry was that the tie of her bathrobe had come loose at some point, revealing her delicate, fragrant shoulders, exquisite collarbones, and enticing bosoms.

I was completely mesmerized.

At this moment, Tatiana also realized, quickly pulled her clothes together, and glared at me. "If you keep staring, I’ll gouge your eyeballs out."

I quickly turned my head and walked in.

After closing the door, Tatiana said, "Wait for me in the living room."

After a while, she came out. Compared to the morning, she was dressed more casually.

She had light makeup on her face, but even so, she was stunning.

I had to admit, she had a remarkable face.

Hardly any man could resist her charm!

She stood in front of me. "How do I look?"

"Beautiful, even more so than a celebrity!"

"That’s good!"

She nodded. "Tonight, accompany me somewhere!"

I thought, ’What? At night?’

I quickly said, "Ms. Wilson, I’m afraid I can’t make it at night. I have a dinner appointment."

"Did I mention a specific time?" Tatiana asked in return.

"Um... no." I chuckled.

"At ten o’clock tonight, you have three hours for dinner, so should that be enough?"

"Should be enough!" I was also unsure.

"Whether it’s enough or not, if you’re not there by ten, I’ll deduct a month’s salary from you!"

I thought, ’Damn, that’s harsh.’

"Enough, definitely!"

"Good!"

She nodded. "Take me home!"

"Ms. Wilson, aren’t you going back to the company?"

"Not going back."

I drove Tatiana back to Bay No.1 and she said, "Come upstairs with me."

"Huh?"

"What are you standing there for?"

"Oh!" I followed her upstairs. She seemed off from the moment I picked her up at the hotel.

But I couldn’t ask, of course!

Following her upstairs, she asked me to wait in the living room for a moment. Soon, she came back with a brand new and unopened suit in her hands. "Come to pick me up tonight. Wear this suit, and also, no drinking!"

Holding the suit downstairs, I was still puzzled. She gave me a ride and handed me a suit. Could it be that she wanted to keep me?

I don’t look like a driver. I’m clearly more like a gigolo.