"I have warned you a long time ago not to entangle yourself with Charles. He is already engaged to Jackson's daughter. But you went ahead to entangle him. You deserve all these." Arthur pulled Sylvia under the hot shower head and twisted it. Turning on the switch with a hateful expression on his face, he turned around and walked out, closing the bathroom door.
As the warm water poured down her head, Sylvia closed her eyes and let the hot water wash away the dirt on her body.
She didn't know how long it took before she walked out of the shower room.
She didn't have clean clothes, so she looked in the closet, took a bathtub, and put it on.
As soon as she put it on, her phone on the desk rang.
She picked it up and saw that Arthur was calling.
For a long time, she didn't pick it up.
The person who brought her here just now was Arthur.
How could all this be such a coincidence?
There must have been a conspiracy tonight. Someone deliberately booked Gucci Company's celebration banquet at Fowler International Winery.
This person knew clearly that a business group would be there tonight, and he also knew what the consequences would be, so he booked a place here and then asked people to come over to make trouble, trying to mess with her and Gucci Company. How sinister!
The light in her eyes was terrifyingly cold, and she picked up the phone and was about to leave.
At this time, the mobile phone in his hand rang again.
This time, it was Serene calling.
"Miss Lancelot, how are you now? Are you okay? I'm sorry, we were deceived tonight." Serene was crying over the phone.
"What's going on?" Sylvia said calmly. Only then did she realize that her voice was hoarse.
"Miss Lancelot, I was busy yesterday, so I handed over the celebration banquet to Secretary Juliet. She was the one who booked it here. I didn't know it was a trap until this night. Fortunately, Mr. Bridgewater was here to suppress this matter, otherwise, our company would have been closed down. I just asked Secretary Juliet, and she was full of panic. She just said that she didn’t know that she couldn’t book here. I didn’t think she was being truthful, so I arrested her for interrogation. She finally confessed that someone gave her Ten thousand dollars for her to book the celebration banquet at Fowler International Winery."
Arthur strode in.
"Why didn't you answer your phone?" He stared at her and asked.
"Mr. Bridgewater, thank you for helping me tonight." Sylvia was a little embarrassed. This time, she really wanted to thank him. Of course, just now, she even suspected that it was him. She felt uncomfortable with this kind of thinking. She felt guilt.
"Why do you thank me?" Arthur could see that her thank you was sincere, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "You didn't even answer my call. Is that how you thank me."
Sylvia lowered her head and said nothing.
Arthur glanced at her and said, "You rest here for a while. I will take you to the Ministry of Commerce dinner later."
Sylvia looked at him in surprise: "Why are you taking me there? I almost ruined his arrangement today."
"Isn't it a close call? You didn't succeed." Arthur suddenly laughed.

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