Chapter 22 Her Sweetheart Is Lonely


    “Send awyer''s letter to the Sutton Group in my own name. J will be furious and will definitely try


    to find ws in me.” Vi’s disdain was obvious in her eyes, “Ask a fat man randomly out tonight and


    tell him the Shaws Group has a project.”


    Sucy immediately understood what Vi wanted to do and conducted it happily.


    Momentster, the marketing guy called a meeting.


    As Vi was to leave for the meeting, she received a message.


    “Did you eat your breakfast, sugar mama?”


    A photo was attached, shrimp dumplings, crisp egg tart, fish porridge...


    Vi swallowed saliva and deleted the message in chagrin.


    A few secondster, the haunting Steven sent another message.


    “Your sweetheart is lonely, when will you be free?”


    Vi replied and told him to stay away before she put her phone back to her pocket and went to the


    meeting.


    Steven was not that useless, as lost he meant to make her happy.


    At half past five in the afternoon, Vi set out from thepany on time. She headed for Loch Palm


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Club, which was one of the famous clubs in Hayan City. It would be more difficult to enter than


    ascending heaven with a gold card.


    Vi got off from her Aventador, threw her car key to the waiter. The manager gave a big smile seeing


    that it was Viing for she was like a God of Fortune.


    “Miss Sutton, are you going to talk business or do something else tonight?” The manager led the way


    gantly.


    “It depends. Has my date arrived yet?” Vi took off her sunsses and head for the luxury Box One.


    “Yes,” said the manager, with a sudden look of embarrassment on his fat face. “Miss Sutton, you''re in


    the wrong ce. Your box is No. 2, not No. 1.”


    Vi wondered, “How can it be? My secretary made an appointment.”


    To others, it was just a difference in numbers, but actually it was a contest between status. Box one


    was reserved for the most distinguished guests, and the service in all aspects was the most thoughtful


    andprehensive.


    Of course, Vi did not care about it, but today, Loch Palm Club said she could have this box, how can


    they go back on their words?


    The manager smiled and bowed, “Miss Sutton, I''m really sorry. Who would dare topete with you in


    your position? But all of a sudden, this guy came in and spent 30 million and got the box reserved for a


    week, so we have to move you to Box Two.”


    She now knew that she had not paid enough for the box, so the box was taken away by others.


    “Cut the craps,” Vi put her sunsses back into her bag, staring at the manager''s fat face, “I booked


    it today and it was there in the afternoon, and now you told me it has been taken away without notifying


    me in advance. You are clearly cheating consumers.”


    “Your boss knows the rules best, don''t think I am a woman and I can do nothing. You know what, if it


    happens again, whoever behind you, I will turn this ce into Sahara!”


    The manager apologized repeatedly, “Please forgive us, it is our fault and I promise it will never ever


    happen again.”


    Vi gave a cold hum, displeased, and broke into the room.


    Box 2, where Travis Hawkins, president of Wang Yang Electronic, sat in, was as luxurious as ever.