Revenge On My First Love

Chapter 658 Cathy, What Do You Mean?

Chapter 658 Cathy, What Do You Mean?

Cathy was as proud as a peacock, "You're right. But we're going to meet a client, I think I should get

dressed, shouldn't I?"

It seemed that she was the director of the sales department. However, the director still kept calm and

said, "Yes, you do a great job!"

When the car arrived, Cathy stopped in front of the door.

The director was confused and asked, "Why do you stand there?"

"As a gentleman, you should open the door for a lady, shouldn't you?" said Cathy.

The director was shocked. Anyway, he was her immediate superior. Did she make clear her position?

Well! Just forgot it!

He opened the door for her and then got on at the other side.

When they reached the destination, Cathy didn't get off but waited for him to open the door for her. The

director lost his words but did so resignedly.

Cathy got out of the car oozing confidence, seeming that she was the hostess of this meeting, and was

caught sight of by the man who got off there just now.

Mr. Collins walked to them with a smile, "Good evening. Joe, this is..."

Before the director introduced her, Cathy reached out her hand graciously and said, "Good evening,

Mr. Collins. I'm Cathy, Sophia's younger sister. Also, I'm responsible for business talk tonight."

Mr. Collins said in shock, "Wow, it's a big surprise. What a panache!"

When he shook hands with her, he stroked her hand on purpose.

Cathy was a bit dissatisfied, but she knew that female always got harassed in the business world. She

withdrew her hand from his quickly and pretended nothing happened, "Mr. Collins, this way!"

"Lady first!"

It was a bit different from the director's expectation. Now that he came here, he could only sit and wait.

They entered the room reserved before. Cathy said smiling, "Mr. Collins, to tell you the truth, it's the

first time that I have met with a client. It's my honor to cooperate you."

"Ha ha ha!" Mr. Collins said with a smile, "Now that it's your first time, I should have a good talk with

you."

A bottle of wine had been served up. Mr. Collins gestured the waiter to open it.

Mr. Collins picked up a goblet and said, "Now that we're going to cooperate, let's drink some. Are you

good at drinking?"

Cathy also picked up one and replied, "No. But I'd better try my best. Cheers! For our cooperation."

"Cheers!"

Mr. Collins peeked at Cathy when he was drinking. Cathy looked wonderful today. She was in a V-neck

dress. As she sat on the couch, her dress rode up a bit and her fair legs exposed more which tantalized

Mr. Collins.

"Come on. One more."

Mr. Collins filled her goblet with wine again.

Indeed, Cathy was not a good drinker, but she thought the man would not cross the line because of her

status. Besides, the director was still aside.

Thus, she drank it up.

Then she said with a smile, "Mr. Collins, let's talk about the details!"

"No hurries. It's going to be a long night. We should relax ourselves after work, shouldn't we? By the

way, Cathy, can you sing?"

Cathy knew it was troublesome and she didn't want to mess up her first order.

"You want to hear me sing? I can sing but I don't know if it is right up you alley."

Mr. Collins laughed, "Cathy, sing whatever you want. I think I will like it."

Cathy was not bashful and went to choose songs.

Her bottom wiggled as she rose to her feet which aroused Mr. Collins.

Cathy stood opposite to the screen and began singing.

In order to ingratiate herself with Mr. Collins, she selected some songs of his generation. She didn't

know if it would work, but she tried her best.

However, soon after, Mr. Collins walked to her with a microphone. He sang with her, meanwhile, he

reached out his hand onto her shoulder.

Cathy knew she'd better conceal her character in this case, thus she tried to overcome her repugnance

for him and ignored it.

However, beyond her expectation, Mr. Collins's hand moved slowly from her shoulder to her back, even

continued downward...

Cathy dodged away from him with a smile, as if she didn't mean to escape from him but to sing better. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

As the song ended, Mr. Collins smiled and said, "Cathy, you're good at singing. How about dancing?"

All the way, the director just sat by without saying a word.

Cathy thought she was not a hostess. Why should she entertain this man?

"Mr. Collins, I don't know you're interested in that. I'm gonna ask some girls to dance for you. Please

hold on."

Then she was about to call the manager of the restaurant.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Collins drew her towards him directly. Perhaps, due to the alcohol, he didn't hide his

nasty nature.

"Other girls? How disappointing! Cathy, I think you're great."

He moved his octopus hands again while saying to his assistant, "Select a song for dancing. I'm gonna

have fun with Cathy!"

His assistant was walking to song-order machine, and he put his hands on Cathy blatantly. Now, Cathy

couldn't tolerate it anymore.

She pushed Mr. Collins away and shouted, "Fuck off. I'm not a hostess. I've been patient enough. Why

can you keep going further?"

Mr. Collins got shocked since he didn't expect it. After a while, he reacted angrily, "Cathy, what do you

mean?"

"What do you mean! I'm here to have a business talk with you instead of drinking, singing and dancing

with you. I think you still want me to sleep with you. Jesus, don't be silly!"

Cathy showed her aversion on her face obtrusively.

Although the director had thought she would do so, he still felt astonished at this scene.

Mr. Collins looked at him and asked, "Joe, what's the matter with you guys? Do you want to cease

cooperation?"

It was time for the director to perform. He stood up hurriedly and comforted, "Mr. Collins, please calm

down. You know. She's a green hand, and she's not familiar with rules. I apologize to you for her

indignity."