Domineering Lover novel Chapter 950

Amy took a quick shower and came out with only her bra and underwear.

She thought Jay would definitely fall for her after seeing her perfect curves.

She reapplied her makeup in front of the mirror and scrutinized her well-proportioned figure.

She was not as tall as Serena, but her body proportions were very good. She had the charisma of a mature woman.

Amy posed before the mirror narcissistically, totally ignorant of what was going on downstairs.

Jay went straight to the restaurant.

The executives of the company were having dinner at another table.

When they saw Jay, everyone stood up and greeted him.

They looked surprised to run into Jay.

But actually, Jay had asked his executive assistant to arrange it especially.

He said apologetically, "I was meeting a client just now. Don't blame me for not joining you."

Seeing that they were almost finished, he said,

"Amy was with me tonight. She's a little drunk."

"Would you buy her some anti-alcoholic drug and send it to her? I have to go now."

"Of course. Where is she?"

"She's having a rest in the hotel upstairs. Could you send her home after she sobers up?"

"Okay, we'll see to it."

Now everyone knew that Jay and Amy didn't sleep together.

Rumors were just rumors.

Jay called Amy and asked for her room number. Amy answered quickly, her heart beating fast, expecting his coming.

After Jay left, one executive said, "It seems that we all misunderstood the relationship between them. The president obviously doesn't like Amy."

They all understood that Jay's leaving when Amy was drunk and waiting for him in a hotel room meant he wanted nothing to do with her.

When Amy heard the knock on the door, she thought it was Jay.

She dragged her underwear lower and went to open the door.

But what she saw was a group of her colleagues. She screamed and ran back inside.

"Why are you here!" Amy's mind went blank.

Her colleagues quickly realized that Amy wanted to seduce their president.

The situation was a bit awkward. "The president asked us to give you anti-alcoholic drug and then send you home."

They could tell that Amy was not in a drunken stupor.

She was sober or she wouldn't have reacted like that.

"I'll rest here tonight. Thank you for your help. I'm really drunk," Amy said.

Those outside the door exchanged glances.

"Then we will leave. Have a good rest."

Hearing that the door was closed again, Amy buried her head into the quilt.