Chapter 210 Samuel
When Samuel was about to take a sip of the champagne, Kathleen grabbed the sleeves of his suit. “You can’t have alcohol.”
“I’ll be fine. It’s just a gesture.” Samuel’s deep voice was very attractive.
Finally, he took a sip and placed the glass down.
A waiter then walked over, transferred some glasses of champagne onto the tray, and served them to the guests.
Suddenly, Kathleen felt a weight on her shoulders.
As she turned around, she found Samuel leaning onto her skinny shoulders. He whispered, “Lend me your shoulders for a while.”
Kathleen nodded.
With that, they stepped down from the stage together.
“Mr. Macari!” Tyson shouted excitedly.
“You did a great job,” Samuel praised flatly.
“You…” Kathleen scrutinized Samuel. “Where did you get your clothes from?”
“Look familiar?” Samuel smiled. “Charles said this is a birthday present you gave him last time.”
“No wonder it looks so familiar!” Kathleen exclaimed as realization dawned on her.
During Charles’ previous birthday party, she gifted him a custom-made suit.
That was precisely the suit.
She did not expect the suit to fit Samuel so perfectly.
At that thought, Kathleen lifted her head to look around, finally spotting Charles standing somewhere not too far away.
He was leaning against the wall with his hands stuffed in his pocket, looking rather displeased.
Truth was, he did not willingly give his suit to Samuel.
It was Samuel who snatched it from him.
“It’s great that you’re awake.” Kathleen glanced at him awkwardly.
Their relationship seemed to have gone back to square one.
“I… Uh…” Kathleen hesitated for a moment. “I’ll go talk to Caleb.”
However, Samuel did not release his grip on her. “Can’t you go later? Who am I going to lean on when you’re gone? My cover will be instantly exposed if you leave now.”
Kathleen pursed her lips.
“Come on. Accompany me to greet Mr. Lopez,” Samuel said softly.
Hearing that, Kathleen nodded.
Along the way, she told Samuel about her history with Aydin.
Samuel smiled slightly. “Thank you.”
Kathleen snorted disapprovingly. “There’s no need for that. If you didn’t force me to go to Norwal City, I wouldn’t have encountered that episode.”
With a low tone, Samuel said, “I’m sorry, Boss.”
Kathleen was speechless.
She could not help but feel that that address had an underlying meaning.
Soon, they arrived before Aydin, and the men exchanged pleasantries.
No matter what, the truth would always be exposed once Samuel appeared.
Standing not too far away was Jacob, watching the trio with his arms crossed.
Ugh! I can’t believe Samuel stole my opportunity again!
He side-eyed Caleb. “Isn’t that woman your girlfriend? Aren’t you mad that a man’s being all touchy-feely with her?”
Caleb responded coolly, “She’s not my girlfriend yet. I’m pursuing her.”
“That means she’s toying with your feelings.” Jacob attempted to sow seeds of discord. “You should be more careful. Don’t fall into the traps of promiscuous women like her.”
“Jacob, just how shameless can you be?” Caleb narrowed his eyes. “Do you want me to beat you up?”
Jacob was taken aback, and he asked with a scowl, “Are you serious about her?”
“Of course.” Caleb looked over silently.
Looks like Samuel’s having health problems.
Right then, Jacob gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath, “I can’t believe Samuel is still alive.”
“What did you say?” Caleb cast him a side-glance.
Jacob narrowed his eyes and answered, “I didn’t say anything.”
Hearing Jacob’s words of denial, Caleb grabbed the former by the collar, demanding, “What did you do to Samuel?”
“I just drugged him a little to stop him from showing up at today’s press conference. I never expected him to come up with a countermeasure by transferring all his shares to his ex-wife,” Jacob hissed. “Caleb, if I were you, I would do everything to win Kathleen over. That way, Macari Group will be mine.”
Caleb clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles cracked.
No wonder Kathleen said that yesterday. Looks like Kathleen views me and Jacob as the same kind of people.
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