The elevator began its slow ascend.


    The clients Evan was meeting was also in a random room on the third floor. None of them spoke a


    word in the elevator.


    Evan was the first to exit the elevator when they arrived at the third floor. However, after only walking a


    few steps, he suddenly turned around to look at Jake and Anya, who were also walking out of the


    elevator and asked, “Are you having dinner with her, Mr. Hanson?”


    Jake did not deny as he said, “Yes. Is there a problem, Mr. Welton?”


    “No.” Evan replied as he stared at Anya with his sharp gaze. He wondered if she was getting ready to


    make Jake her target?


    He soon withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards his room. Anya


    Anya was a little startled by his gaze earlier.


    What does that re even mean?


    Anya could not wrap her head around Evan’s re.


    However, she had no intention in guessing what his intentions were. Fortunately for her, Evan did not


    use her for intentionally flirting with


    him this time.


    Anya decided not to think about it as she followed Jake to the room he had booked. It seemed that no


    one had arrived in the room yet.


    Jake had the waiter served them some appetizers whille Anya sat beside him. She was helping him go


    through his keynotes before their meeting with the major yers of the fashion industry.


    Their guests had finally arrived soon after that. There were five people in total that showed up.


    Everyone looked extremely obese except for one who seemed quite skinny.


    Anya could not help but feel slightly disgusted by them when she noticed them.


    She silently kept the documents away and only nned to discuss business with them. Anything else


    would bepletely off the table, especially when it came to drinking. She never knew how to drink


    alcohol anyway.


    Not to


    o mention that she was still breastfeeding. If she was to drink alcohol, it would without a doubt be bad


    for her kids.


    After the guests had all been seated, Jake picked up his ss and started his speech, “Thank you for


    showing up here today, everyone.”


    “Oh, you’re too kind, Mr. Hanson. If yourpany aligns with how we n to move forward, we will no


    doubt be d to coborate with you guys.” The clients brushed him off.


    “Thank you for giving me this opportunity, everyone.” Jake picked up his ss a again and gave a


    toast.


    Those guest started pping after he chugged his liquor down.


    looking clients gave Anya a creepy


    Mr. Jamerson, one of the obese–looking


    a creepy stare after Jake finished his drink. It seemed that he had been focused on


    her ever since they arrived. It was unsure if thedy was a hostess Jake had brought along with him or


    a staff he from hispany.


    However, it did not matter a


    er anyway st


    since he had his eyes on


    his eyes on that


    prettydy.


    It seemed that Mr. Jamerson wanted to get her drunk as he asked, “Hey Mr. Hanson, who’s this pretty


    lady?”


    at all.”


    “This is Ms. MacMin. She’s ourpany’s designer, Please feel free


    feel free to ask her anything if you guys have any questions at


    A


    “So, the prettydy is a designer. How awesome is that.” Mr. Jamerson caressed his chin and said,


    “Hey, Ms. MacMin, why don’t you drink a ss with us?”


    “I don’t drink.” Anya replied as she knew that she could not avoid not drinking at all. However, she


    would not drink no matter what.


    “Mr. Jamerson, since she doesn’t drink, I’ll drink on her behalf.” Jake eximed after realizing the


    situation. He then picked up a ss and drank for her in a protective manner.


    Mr. Jamerson chuckled as he said, “She can learn to drink. Come on now,


    you going to join us, Ms. MacMin?”


    “I truly don’t drink. I’m terribly sorry” Anya waved her hands around as she refused.


    After Mr. Jamerson was refused, he felt humiliated and asked, “Are you really sincere in working with


    us, Mr. Hanson?”


    “I am, the only thing is… she truly can’t drink.” Jake replied as he felt slightly guilty for inviting Anya


    over for a meeting like this.


    If it was not for his intentions of wanting to have a meal with her and spend more time with her, he


    would have wanted Anya to leave first.


    “How could you, Mr. Hanson. You’re not sincere at all.” Mr. Jamerson eximed as it seemed that he


    was determined in getting Anya drunk. Hence, he refused to back down,


    Both parties were quite tense and the atmosphere felt slightly awkward.


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    However, just as


    as things were getting tense, an evil thought shed in Mr. Jamerson’s mind as he roofied Anya’s juice


    while she was not paying! attention. If she drank it, it would allow him to do whatever he want towards


    her.