Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 156

"Haha, Ms. Lancelot is so happy." Henry gave her a thumbs up.

Sylvia moved her body out vigilantly, keeping a certain distance from him. She picked up the water glass, took a few sips, and took the opportunity to spit out a lot of the wine.

"Ms. Lancelot, come here. I want to toast with you again and wish us a happy cooperation." Henry poured another full glass and raised his glass towards Sylvia.

This time.

Sylvia just sat and didn't get the wine glass.

Henry's hand stopped in mid-air.

"What? Ms. Lancelot, are you not even willing to give me a glass of wine, or am I not qualified enough to rely on someone?" Henry's face darkened. He suddenly put the wine glass in his hand to her lips, and his upper body came overwhelmingly closer.

Sylvia's fingers clenched tightly and she pursed her lips, wanting to scratch his fat face.

"Miss Lancelot, I especially like the gentleness and classical beauty of women like yours. If you can satisfy me, I promise to sign a contract with your company and make your perfume sell well all over the world." Seeing Sylvia not daring to move, Henry became more and more excited. He became bolder and bolder, breathing heavily as he breathed out alcohol. He moved his lips to her ears and showed his intentions without any worries. His hands touched her restlessly.

Sylvia's anger surged to the top of her head.

How unreasonable!

Such a large international company is actually controlled by such sc*mbags. Is there any law in this world?

With a "pop" sound, she slapped her hand heavily on the table, about to get angry, but suddenly she found that Zachary and Hannah, the public relations manager, were no longer in the box.

Sylvia was beaten so hard that stars appeared in her eyes. She was dizzy.

"I asked you to toast without being punished." Henry suddenly grabbed Sylvia's hair and pulled her back, picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured it straight into her mouth.

Sylvia gritted her teeth. The wine flowed from her lips along her snow-white neck towards her chest, gradually getting wet on her clothes...

Henry's eyes are getting bigger and bigger. His eyes are filled with excitement...

"Beast, let me go." Sylvia was quickly put down on the sofa by Henry. He put one knee on her belly, lowered his head, smiled, caressed her face with his big hands, and traced his fingers along her neck. Down, finally landing on her chest, his fat fingertips lifted the clothes on her chest, his eyes shining green.

"Little beauty, don't be afraid. I will make you want for me to satisfy you soon. As long as you obey, Gucci's glory will be on me from now on, and I will make you enjoy endless glory and wealth." The l*st in Henry’s eyes is getting thicker and thicker...