My Fair Stunner novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380 This Is a Robbery

There was an awkward silence in the corridor because everyone was thinking about something in their minds.

Rebecca broke the silence after a while, "Actually I'm good at drinking.

"But you're a sloppy drunk," Abbot said.

Afraid that Abbot would mention what happened the night when she was drunk, Rebecca changed the topic, "Well, are you going home? I need to dine with my customer, so goodbye. I will treat you to dinner if there's a chance."

Then she gave Faye a wink, made a gesture of giving a call, and turned back into the room.

With the sound of slamming the door, the atmosphere in the corridor became relaxed.

"Abbot, you've scared Ms. Black," Colin said.

"No, I didn't," Abbot retorted.

Colin didn't blow his cover and said, "I'm going back home with Faye. What about you?"

Abbot glanced sideways at Colin and said grumpily, "We don't go the same way."

Colin chuckled, "OK, be careful on the way back."

Hearing his meaningful words, Abbot turned to meet Colin's eyes. "I'll go to the parking lot with you and wait for my assistant to pick me up," he said less confidently.

Colin said with a wicked smile. "This is not a safe world. Men must look after themselves when they go out at night."

Hearing that, Abbot recalled those pictures of what happened that night and his face turned red.

"Colin," Faye warned.

Colin took the hint and smiled, "It's getting late. Honey, let's go home."

The three of them came out of Marriott. Faye drove the car and left with Colin. Abbot got into his car, took out his cellphone, and found his assistant's phone number. But after a long time, he still didn't dial.

An hour later, while Abbot was still hesitating, he saw a familiar figure at the gate of Marriott.

Rebecca had gotten a big order tonight. Having drunk a lot, she was staggering on the steps.

Rebecca's customer was a man in his early forties, looking like an elite in his business suit with carefully gelled hair.

Leaning back in the seat, Abbot watched Rebecca talk with the customer in the car.

On the steps, Rebecca smiled at the suited man, "Mr. Zachary, you can rest assured that our company will never disappoint you."

"Ms. Black, you're really a good drinker. You beat me," the suited man said.

"Mr. Zachary, you've impressed me. You carry your liquor like a gentleman."

The man laughed. "I'm a man. How can a man make deals without the capacity for alcohol?"

After a small talk, the man looked at his watch and said, "Ms. Black, I have to go home. You know I'm a hen-pecked husband. If I don't arrive home before 11:30 at night, then I'll share my dog's bed."

Rebecca knew what he meant and extended her hand. "Then I hope we'll enjoy our cooperation."

The man shook hands with her. "I hope so."

After watching her customer get in his car and drive away, Rebecca couldn't hold anymore. She staggered down the steps, squatted down in a corner, and began to vomit.

After that, she muttered to herself, "Business dinners are very tiring. I'd rather have a hole in my stomach than have a loophole on the contract."

At the moment, a hand flashed out with a bottle of water in it.

With a stomach upset, Rebecca didn't have the time to look who was here. She took the bottle of water, gargled with it, and stood up. "Thank you, I..."

She stopped in the middle of a word as she saw who was in the front.

"Mr. Carter," she said with a half-smile.