Chapter 604
Chapter 604
“There’s one tonight at Hedone Bar hosted by Mr. Kash from Parkway Group,” Lionel said with a
troubled expression. “But considering Mr. Kash’s collaboration with us on Project Rossi, it might be
necessary to bring Ms. Sheila along if you attend. I initially thought you wouldn’t go and had already
declined on your behalf.”
“We’re going, of course,” Elliot replied without hesitation, his gaze sharp and unwavering.
“But… it might end late. Should I inform Ms. Sheena in advance?” Lionel asked, still uncertain.
“No need.”
Elliot stood up, elegantly adjusting his shirt and tie, then left the office.
Lionel watched his retreating figure and punched the air in frustration. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.
“These two are so annoying! Is this a competition to see who gives in first? It’s so annoying!”
Night fell, and the Hedone Bar was aglow with colorful lights.
In a luxurious VIP room, a few suited business elites, accompanied by their partners, enjoyed their
drinks, reveling in the atmosphere.
Seated in the center, Elliot, with a cold expression, exuded an aura of regality. He silently drank his
liquor, displaying no interaction, and even maintained a considerable distance from Sheila beside
him.
Observing his demeanor, Sheila poured a glass of red wine and offered it to him.
“Mr. Jenkins, when you’re out for fun, you should enjoy yourself. Would you honor me with a few
drinks?”
She initially thought that in front of so many CEOs and as the spokesperson for Project Rossi, Elliot
would at least consider the company’s reputation, drinking a few glasses with her.
However, Sheila was in for a surprise.
Elliot merely gave her a cold glance and continued drinking without a word. He did not even bother to
come up with a polite refusal.
Sheila’s expression soured slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed. Hence, she had to change the topic.
“Mr. Jenkins, you seem like you came out tonight to blow off some steam. Did you have a fight with Ms.
Lawson?”
Elliot’s hand that was gripping the wine glass paused slightly.
The once lively atmosphere instantly turned somber due to this question, and several CEOs sitting
nearby all turned their attention toward Elliot.
Everyone knew about Elliot and Sheena’s loving relationship, and many present had witnessed the
public displays of affection during the recent charity gala.
All eyes were on Elliot, yet he remained silent, tilting his head back to finish the contents of his glass.
His silence meant acquiescence.
Indeed, even the imposing Elliot could still have trouble at home, arguing with his beloved fiancee.
Justin Kash took the initiative to support Elliot in responding to Sheila’s question. “No way! Mr. Jenkins
and Ms. Lawson are inseparable. They can’t possibly have a fight. I bet before long, we’ll all be toasting
at Mr. Jenkins’s wedding!”
Elliot furrowed his handsome brows, his back gradually stiffening.
Something troublesome yet particularly piercing had been stirred up, and his dark eyes flashed with a
chilling light as he violently picked up the red wine glass on the table and smashed it against the wall.
Except for Sheila, several female companions in the room were startled by the sharp noise, their
graceful expressions turning pale as they screamed.
The few CEOS were also stunned, afraid to speak in the face of Elliot’s overwhelming aura.
Justin called out, “Mr. Jenkins?”
Elliot’s gaze turned fierce, and he growled, “Everyone, get out!”
“Yes, right away!”
Within seconds, everyone in the private room, except for Sheila, hastily left, fearing the unpredictable
guy might turn his fiery temper on them.
Elliot emptied an entire bottle of red wine and vented his frustration by throwing it against the wall
again. Sheila remained unfazed, maintaining her beautiful smile as she calmly poured herself a drink,
accompanying him.
“Why are you still here?” Elliot noticed her, his tone filled with a sense of hostility. “If you don’t want to
end up like those two bottles of wine, get out now!”
She chuckled. “Mr. Jenkins, you’re such a funny guy. You’re not a wild beast, so I’m not afraid. But are
you angry because Mr. Kash mentioned your marriage with Ms. Lawson?”
Elliot’s brow furrowed deeply, and as he turned around, he swiftly took action.
His large hand, clad in black leather gloves, ruthlessly clamped around her neck. The look in his eyes.
was brutal, showing no mercy.
Sheila’s face gradually turned red, a hint of pain visible. Yet, she continued to smile, saying, “Mr.
Jenkins, I must’ve touched a sore spot. I’m not inferior to Ms. Lawson. When it comes to marriage, you
can still consider a different choice.”