Date with Me, Sugar Mama novel Chapter 22

“Send a lawyer's letter to the Sutton Group in my own name. Janet will be furious and will definitely try to find flaws in me.” Viola’s disdain was obvious in her eyes, “Ask a fat man randomly out tonight and tell him the Shaws Group has a project.”

Sucy immediately understood what Viola wanted to do and conducted it happily.

Moments later, the marketing guy called a meeting.

As Viola was to leave for the meeting, she received a message.

“Did you eat your breakfast, sugar mama?”

A photo was attached, shrimp dumplings, crisp egg tart, fish porridge...

Viola swallowed saliva and deleted the message in chagrin.

A few seconds later, the haunting Steven sent another message.

“Your sweetheart is lonely, when will you be free?”

Viola replied and told him to stay away before she put her phone back to her pocket and went to the meeting.

Steven was not that useless, as lost he meant to make her happy.

At half past five in the afternoon, Viola set out from the company on time. She headed for Loch Palm Club, which was one of the famous clubs in Hayan City. It would be more difficult to enter than ascending heaven with a gold card.

Viola got off from her Aventador, threw her car key to the waiter. The manager gave a big smile seeing that it was Viola coming for she was like a God of Fortune.

She now knew that she had not paid enough for the box, so the box was taken away by others.

“Cut the craps,” Viola put her sunglasses back into her bag, staring at the manager's fat face, “I booked it today and it was there in the afternoon, and now you told me it has been taken away without notifying me in advance. You are clearly cheating consumers.”

“Your boss knows the rules best, don't think I am a woman and I can do nothing. You know what, if it happens again, whoever behind you, I will turn this place into Sahara!”

The manager apologized repeatedly, “Please forgive us, it is our fault and I promise it will never ever happen again.”

Viola gave a cold hum, displeased, and broke into the room.

Box 2, where Travis Hawkins, president of Wang Yang Electronic, sat in, was as luxurious as ever.