Chapter 4 A Dramatic Scene
It was Callum.
His friend invited him here after he got off work and he had just arrived when he saw Elspeth entering the bar with the man.
While looking at them with inquisitive eyes, his friend beside him seemed to have noticed his gaze and looked in the same direction to see a woman in a black floral dress with wavy hair that ran down the back of her neck. She had distinct facial features that looked stunning yet mysterious under the light.
Matthew March opened his mouth to joke, “Hey. Has Mr. Winthrop finally found love? Does she suit your taste? She does look pretty. Do you need my help to get you her number? Wait a minute… Is the guy beside her Harper Summerfield?”
Frowning, he asked with a tone of curiosity, “Harper Summerfield?”
Matthew nodded.
“Yes. He’s the vice president of the mysterious Azure Corporation.”
This mysterious company was precisely a large and powerful corporation; yet, only a few people knew who its president was as Harper had always been the one dealing with company matters.
I think you’re much better than Harper, so I’m sure
with inquisitive eyes again. She
“Callum, I’m serious about what I said. Harper is a playboy and she’s
grabbed his wine glass from the table and took a sip. At that moment, he saw Harper leaving the bar and many pairs
don’t we get to know each other
“I’m not short of
continued, “I just wanna make friends. How about I pay for
“No need.”
her, “Cut the act. Didn’t you come out here in such sl*tty clothes to attract rich men? I just happen
upstairs and Matthew beside him urged, “What the heck? Callum, save
frown, Callum was about to get up and head downstairs to help
The vulgar man
hear what was happening on the first floor, Callum could read lips and he saw her say, “I don’t want money, but can I
was then Harper returned from the bathroom. Since the vulgar man knew of his identity, he quickly apologized, afraid that Elspeth might
After the incident, her mood was ruined and she no longer wanted to stay there anymore, so she bid goodbye to Harper and left the bar.
She booked a ride on her phone and half-heartedly sat by the roadside to wait. Litting up a cigarette, she lifted her head and looked at the sky. Dad, are you doing well there?
At that moment, a black car stopped before her. She thought it was the car she booked, so she put out her cigarette and threw it into the dumpster before opening the door to get in. Yet, she saw a man in a black suit. I didn’t call for a shared ride.
“Excuse me… I must’ve gotten the wrong car. Wait, why are you here?”
It was then that she noticed the man was Callum, who then ordered in his low voice, “Get in.”
She paused for a moment before sitting beside him. For some unknown reason, she felt guilty meeting him here. Wait, why should I feel guilty?
“What a coincidence. I came here with a friend. Did you come with your friends too?”
Callum nodded.
Turning her head to look out the window, she thought, Was Callum in the bar too? Did he already notice me, or is this just a coincidence?