Suddenly, Curtis spoke with a dark look in his eyes. “Gabriel, since he loves champagne so much, bring three bottles and pour them down his throat.”
“Understood.” Immediately, Gabriel set off to get the champagnes.
Jeremy was rendered speechless. “Where did you find an assistant like him? He’s still so obedient to you even though you keep exploiting him! Is he going to get rid of my body if you wish to kill me?”
Curtis sneered soundlessly. “If you don’t shut up now, he might actually buy a coffin for you later.”
Choked with fury, Jeremy rolled his eyes. When he looked at the other private room again, he realized something was amiss. “It’s her turn to play, but why is she covering her collarbone instead of moving?”
Curtis followed his gaze. Indeed, Rayna was standing still.
Because her body was tilted, he could see she had one hand on her collarbone and was biting her lip slightly with a troubled look on her face.
Upon taking a closer look, he realized she was doing that because the silk ribbon supporting the weight of her gown had snapped.
“Her gown must be torn,” Jeremy commented, having understood Rayna’s predicament as well. “Considering that the gown hugs her body, I reckon it’d drop to the ground if she let go,” he added with a smirk.
He then clucked his tongue. “I’m sure those men in that room would want to see the beautiful body underneath that gown.”
By then, the people in the room across from theirs had caught on too, and they seemed to be making things difficult for Rayna. Jeremy glanced at Curtis, only to see that the latter had an indifferent look on his face. It appeared that he was unaffected by the happenings.
Hah! There’s no way Curtis isn’t affected by what he’s seeing! If he didn’t care about this woman, he wouldn’t have put his work aside to come here.
“The beauty is surrounded by a group of beasts. How pitiful. Since I’m free, I’ll help you save her,” Jeremy said as he placed his glass on the billiards table and rose to his feet.
Right when he was about to leave, Gabriel returned with the three bottles of champagne.
That rendered Jeremy speechless again. “You actually went to grab those? Your boss was only kidding!”
Gabriel said seriously, “Mr. Faymon never jokes around. Mr. York, are you going to chug the bottles on your own? If you find that too hard, I can help pour them down your throat.”
Jeremy could not come up with a reply.
Moments later, he patted Gabriel on the shoulder. “Why don’t you enjoy these bottles of champagne? I’m going to save the damsel in distress.”
“You’re staying here to finish the champagnes.” Curtis was not planning on sparing Jeremy any dignity.
With a grim expression, he took off the brooch from his suit and summoned the attendant, who had been behaving like an invisible person the whole time.
“Take this to the opposite room and give it to the woman in the black gown,” he said as he passed the brooch to the attendant.
“Yes, sir.”
Having sensed the threat in Curtis’ tone, Jeremy tried to flee. “Mr. Faymon, our female lead is trapped in a wolf’s den. An attendant can’t be of any help. It’s better for me to go over.”
Before he could move, Gabriel blocked his way.
“Mr. York, you should enjoy your champagne. Or would you rather I help you with it?” He brought a bottle of champagne up to Jeremy’s face.
“No thanks! I don’t need it!” Jeremy forced a smile over gritted teeth and glared at Gabriel. “I’ve never met an assistant as annoying as you!”
“You flatter me, Mr. York.”
Jeremy was at a loss for words again.
Rayna thought Arnaud prepared that gown to test if she dared to wear it. Never did she expect him to tamper with it.
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