Classic Novel
Chapter 725 Is President Lloyd Here to Play?
Chapter 725 Is President Lloyd Here to Play?
Two black Lincoln cars parked at the entrance of the bar. The manager of Night Bar named Brandon immediately approached and respectfully opened the car door, displaying a completely different attitude.
Following that, a tall and straight figure leaped out of the car. Huston was wearing a black shirt without a jacket, leaving a few buttons undone to reveal his delicate collarbone. His hair was not as neat as before, allowing his bangs to sway on his forehead, exuding a lazy aura.
He was accompanied by three or four men, two of whom had female companions. The one standing next to Huston was not unfamiliar to Evelyn.
Evelyn narrowed her eyes and clearly saw that it was none other than Luna.
At this time, the two of them were standing side by side, and Luna was holding Huston’s hand intimately. Although Huston did not take the initiative to get close to her, he did not refuse and let her go.
Luna would occasionally lift her head and whisper something in his ear, her face beaming with a bright smile. From a distance, they looked quite compatible.
Evelyn couldn’t help but feel a sense of irony. She thought to herself, “Huston really knew how to play the game, stringing her along while also stringing along Miss Carter. Did he tell Miss Carter everything that happened in the lounge that day?”
Evelyn stared fixedly as if the man not far away sensed her gaze and quickly glanced in her direction. Evelyn stiffened, but Huston soon averted his eyes.
With dark tinted windows on the car, he probably couldn’t see her, right?
Evelyn’s tightly clenched hands were slightly sweaty in her
palms. After taking two deep breaths, she waited until they were about to enter the bar before opening the car door and stepping
out.
The cool night breeze brushed against her body-hugging dress, making her feel cold.
Evelyn walked briskly to the entrance, standing in front of the man’s tall figure, pretending to run into him coincidentally. She smiled gracefully and said, “President Lloyd, what a coincidence.”
In front of others, she still presented herself as an elegant and charming woman, but only she knew how anxious she truly felt.
Huston stopped and the others turned their attention to the sudden appearance of the woman. Initially displeased, their expressions softened as their gazes fell upon her exquisite curves
and delicate features.
Men always had more patience for beautiful women.
Evelyn paid no attention to the others, lifting her head to meet the gaze of the much taller man, “President Lloyd, are you here to have fun?”
Her outfit tonight was tight and short, seemingly wrapped around herself. However, this woman had a slender waist and long legs, and her hair was let loose, exuding charm without vulgarity.
Huston furrowed his brows imperceptibly. Her attire caught him off guard. Feeling all these eyes on her at the moment, he didn’t feel good at all.
He didn’t move, and he was indifferent and he said, “Who are you?”
She gritted her teeth. Since he was playing dumb, she played along with him, “President Lloyd, you’re really forgetful. I’m Evelyn.”
“I have no idea,” the man said indifferently. He brushed past her and walked inside.
Evelyn knew he was deliberately giving her a hard time, and her expression turned sour. Nevertheless, she mustered up the courage to follow him, her high heels clicking on the ground and drawing attention, which earned her disdainful glances from
Luna.
Hoor and the
open booths on the first floor, he made his way towards the VIP private room on the second floor. At the staircase, Evelyn was unsurprisingly intercepted, “I’m sorry, ma’am, you cannot go
in.”
With so many people around, they chose to stop only her. It was clear that someone had given the order.
Evelyn could only watch helplessly as they disappeared through the door, the golden door closing with a loud thud, blocking her view of everything inside. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.
He invited her to Night Bar, but now he pretended not to recognize her. What was he playing at?
Evelyn stood dumbfounded in her spot, torn between advancing or retreating. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a red sofa next to the staircase. Suddenly, an idea sparked in her mind. She bypassed the security personnel and walked straight to the sofa, taking a seat.
If they wouldn’t let her in, at least she could stay outside, right?