Felix put one hand on her shoulder and walked out of the dancing floor with her. He was a gentleman and kept a proper distance with her.
Charlie's eyes fixed on her as she moved. The light of the crystal lamp shone on his clearly defined face, and his expression was hard to understand.
For some reason, she felt her heart was sinking.
She suddenly recalled that when she had contact with other men before, which would always make him unhappy.
She clenched her sweat-drenched hands. Felix, who was beside her, stretched out his hand the moment he let go of her, "Mr. Hogg!"
"Mr. Yung." Charlie shook hands with her.
Then, Charlie took a step forward and pulled her to his side.
Wendy was still in a daze and stared at the two men.
Felix smiled at her and explained, "I have a few friends who were doing business relating to military supplies. They have a good relationship with Mr. Hogg, so I have met him several times at the dinner party!"
"Have you known Wendy before, Mr. Yung?"
Charlie's eyes swept over them and asked casually. "Your girl?" Felix was stunned at first, but then understood. He smiled and said, "We are old friends."
"Oh?" Charlie slowly raised his eyebrows.
He rolled his eyes and suddenly cast a sidelong glance at Wendy.
His deep eyes fixed on her. It seemed that there was a fire in his eyes, "Nice dancing."
"..." Wendy's heart trembled.
Felix paused for a moment and asked, "Mr. Hogg, what's the relationship between you two?"
All of a sudden, Wendy felt as if she could not standstill.
She stared at Charlie. She even wanted to rush over and cover his mouth, but she couldn't. So she could only look at him in a look of appeal.
Please don't...
Charlie ignored her eyes and raised the corner of his mouth slowly.
"We..."
Someone suddenly walked over and interrupted.
It was for Felix. The man looked like an Asian but could speak very fluent American English.
Felix said apologetically, "Sorry, I have something urgent to do!"
Watching Felix's back disappear, Wendy's stiff body relaxed gradually.
But the next second, she felt bitter in her mind, which made her shiver. Even though Charlie didn't tell Felix their relationship, Charlie's presence here still reminded her of her current role.
Her role was to warm His bed as he needed...
Wendy lowered her head as if she was soulless.
She didn't look at his black eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm tired, can I go back to the hotel first..."
Wendy was surprised.
Because when she said that to him, Charlie didn't reject it.
She subconsciously turned back when she walked out of the banquet hall. She was afraid that he would catch up with her and drag her back.
She really couldn't stay there for one more second...
After walking out of the building, Wendy didn't call a taxi. She lifted the hem of her gown and walked along the street.
She was in a totally foreign environment and surrounded by foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes. No one would care about her. She no longer needed to suppress herself and put on a disconsolate look.
She didn't know how far she had walked. Her phone vibrated.
Wendy took her phone out. The number on the screen was familiar to her. Even though she had not a name on it, she could repeat the number in her mind.
There was no way for her to escape, so she picked it up. "Wennie, have you left?"
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