Chapter 810:
Mr. Hall said very happily.
“We usually won’t be able to invite Mr. Hall, so why would we mind?”
After Joey finished speaking, she ordered the waiter to combine two tables.
Then, Joey and I had dinner with Mr. Hall. We had a little beer with him. Mr. Hall’s alcohol tolerance was pretty good. I had always been cautious, not wanting to drink too much, as I was worried about getting drunk. However, Mr. Hall kept insisting that we drink, so in the end, both Joey and I were a little tipsy. We hadn’t drunk much, but it was just the right amount.
After the meal, Mr. Hall suggested going to the bar.
I didn’t want to go back so early to face Herbert, so I agreed to go with him. Although Mr. Hall was a male client, Joey was with me, and I didn’t think anything would happen.
At a corner of the bar, Joey and I were singing with Mr. Hall. Although he was drunk, he remained quite the gentleman. He didn’t take the opportunity to act inappropriately like some other male clients, and that’s why I had a very high opinion of him.
We stayed at the bar until 11 o’clock before Joey and I walked out of the KTV with Mr. Hall.
Mr. Hall drove the car, turned to the back seat very gentlemanly, and opened the door for Joey and me.
“Two beautiful ladies, please get in the car!”
“Thank you, Mr. Hall,” Joey and I said with smiles, ready to get into the car. Suddenly, two beams of intense light pierced through the darkness ahead. A car sped past us and screeched to a halt in front of Mr. Hall’s vehicle!
Bella’s POV:
Looking at the black luxury car in front of me, I couldn’t help but frown.
Then, a man in a black suit got out of the driver’s seat, walked around the car, went to the back seat, and reached out to open the door.
The next moment, a tall man in a black windbreaker stepped out of the back seat. His sharp eyes immediately locked onto us.
“Herbert came to pick you up,” Joey said quickly.
I had already seen him. I didn’t expect him to suddenly appear in front of me. How did he know my whereabouts?
Looking up, our eyes met across the distance. His gaze was piercing and cold, and his expression seemed to reflect the tension between us. He stood there, neither approaching nor leaving.
Mr. Hall, noticing his car was blocked by another, frowned.
At this moment, Connor was ordered to walk over.
“Miss Stepanek, Mr. Wharton has come to pick you up.”
Connor approached me and said.
I was stunned.
Connor continued, “Ladies, please get in the car.”
Suddenly, Joey reached out and tugged at my shirt.
Only then did I raise my head and smile at Mr. Hall.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Hall. Someone came to pick us up, so we won’t be taking your car.”
