Quincy felt wronged.
"Mr.Goldmann insisted on coming to see you."
She asked, "How was it at Hewston?"
He replied, "It was good.It wasn’t smooth sailing because the company fighting Hannigans Inc.for the
development of Bronze Bay, the Synergy Group, played some tricks during the event.Still,
Mr.Goldmann saw through them."
"The Synergy Group?"
Maisie squinted because they sounded familiar.
Quincy explained they were the company that had been working with Hannigan Inc. three years ago.
When Tanner took over, he stopped working with them.
It was because the Synergy Group wasn’t very honest with their business dealings, and they had even
invested in the company that Linda owed money.
Tanner had gotten out early, so he wasn't involved in the scandal.
Quincy looked into the rearview mirror.
"Mr.Goldmann ignored the women the investors sent over because he only has eyes for you.If it
weren’t for that, he would have been seduced."
Saydie, who was in the passenger’s seat, turned around.
"What does that mean?"
Quincy held onto the steering wheel.
"They’ll try to lure you into making a mistake, and once you fall into their trap, you’ll be caught red-
handed."
After that, he shook his head.
"It’s true that beautiful women are really good at tricking people."
He felt that something was off after saying that, so he immediately clarified, "You're an exception."
Maisie chuckled before putting on a serious expression.
"Don’t try to lick my boots.I’m not paying you."
He smiled.
"As long as Mr.Goldmann does."
"You’re not getting paid this month,"
Nolan frowned with his eyes still shut but mumbled that sentence.
Quincy’s smile immediately faded.He looked at Saydie.
"Do you want to lend me some money this month?"
Saydie agreed.He was surprised.
"Really? That easy?"
Saydie looked at him.
"If you borrow $100, you pay back $1,000."
Quincy was rendered speechless.
The night grew dark, and the lights of the Glitz Club shone through the darkness.
Elaine was drinking there with some clients and had to find an excuse to escape through the side door
because she couldn’t drink anymore.She stumbled to her car, leaned against the door, and got her
phone out to call someone to come pick her up.
A few thugs suddenly walked toward her, and a woman among them pointed at her.
"Clayton, it’s that b*tch there!"
Elaine looked up, and it was the woman from the cafe that had been trying to pull acon.
Cindy had been put to shame because of that incident and was furious.She didn’t expect to bump into
Elaine that night.
"Hey, you ruined my plan.I’ve been doing this for so many years and have never met someone as
arrogant as you are.I’m going to teach you a lesson today!"
Elaine was drunk and didn’t expect to bump into trouble.She stumbled backward and pointed at her
phone, "Stop where you are, or I’m calling the police."
The thugs walked toward her.
"You can try."
Elaine knew she was in trouble and was about to leave when someone pulled at her hair and dragged
her backward.She was in heels, so she lost her balance and fell to the ground.
The man raised his leg to stomp on her, but before the pain kicked in, he was sent flying and fell to the
ground.
The few people stood there shocked with terror written all over their faces.
The man who hit him stood with his back facing Elaine and stared at them.
"Just a couple of small- time thugs, yet you’re trying to pick a fight? You better get out of here while you
still can."
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