Chapter <b>212 </b>


    Mnie did not want to go.


    Yvonne liked to wear high heels because she felt she was not tall enough. Even though she did not wear extremely high heels, her heels were slim. Mnie felt they were at least 12 cm tall. Hence, she dared not exert much strength and just let Yvonne drag her upstairs.


    Fortunately, Yvonne whispered to her in the elevator, “I lied. The bar is just a normal bar. My friend just returned from abroad and is holding a party.


    Yvonne did not lie. Mnie followed her into the private room and heard someone singing. It was lively.


    Yvonne took Mnie into the private room. She arranged a seat on the sofa for her before running toward the person who was singing and snatching the microphone.


    Mnie watched the swaying bodies as she listened to the loud music. It was not her taste for leisure.


    However, since <b>she </b>was already here, she decided to go along with the flow. Yvonne did not harbor ill intentions, after all.


    Yvonne’s friends were also socialites and from wealthy family backgrounds. They were carefree and lively. After Yvonne sang her song, she returned and saw Mnie on the sofa.


    She beckoned the two waiters standing at the corner of the <b>room </b>and ordered, “Entertain thisdy here.”


    Mnie rejected, “It’s okay.”


    However, those two men had already approached her. They held a ss and a wine bottle each and poured Mnie some wine.


    At the same time, the lights in the private room lit up, and Simon’s loud voice sounded. “Who <b>was </b>singing just now? It was unbearable to listen to.”


    Mnie froze upon hearing that familiar voice. She looked at him and saw the person she expected standing therezily.


    He then shouted at the man behind him<b>, </b>“Eugene,e on. Didn’t you say you were in a bad mood? Let’s get drunk together.”


    Mnie’s body froze, and she was dumbfounded.


    Before she could react, a cold male voice sounded. “Okay.”


    Although that man’s voice was low, the private room was quiet because Simon had interrupted <b>them</b>. Mnie could hear his voice clearly.


    Subconsciously, she wanted to get up, yet the waiter holding the ss stopped her. “Miss, have a drink.”


    Those waiters were in their 20s, and it was quite disgusting when they spoke pretentiously.


    Everyone’s attention in the private room was on Mnie.


    Simon noticed her and lifted his eyebrow as he chuckled. “Hey, Mnie. I didn’t know you


    liked entertaining yourself like <b>this</b>!”


    Mnie tried to control her expression and did not answer.


    Simon nced at Eugene beside him and clicked his tongue. “Eugene, look! This is really unexpected. Your secretary sure knows how to enjoy herself. She has a man on each side. What a pleasure.”


    The private room was dead silent, so everyone heard the sarcasm in Simon’s words.


    Eugene said nothing. He stood in his ck suit at the door, looking cold and distant.


    He seemed to be staring at Mnie, yet he was far away from her. She could not see his expression.


    After a while, he muttered expressionlessly, “I underestimated her.”


    Eugene showed no emotions when saying this.


    However, Mnie felt his voice was so cold, and it seemed he had been suppressing his surging emotions.


    It made her feel suffocated.


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