Chapter 481 Are You Interested In Women
As expected of Nathaniel, he can always see through someone at a glance. Christina’s lips curved into a begrudging smile as she asked, “Are you someone worthy of my trust?”
“No one but me is worthy,” came his reply.
Observing how confident he appeared, she could not help thinking he sounded rather convincing.
She handed the flash drive she was holding to him. “This thing is very important to me. You must keep it carefully, okay?”
Her secretive manner made it seem as though she was entrusting him with some top–secret information. Staring at the flash drive in his hand, Nathaniel asked, “What’s in it?”
“Some data. Very important data. I’ll need it when I’m back in Hallsbay. Before I return, however, I’m entrusting it to you. If you lose it, you’ll have to be responsible,” she replied, forcefully transferring her burden to him.
He weighed the small item in his hand, then raised a hand and held her by her chin. “And what about the reward?”
“A reward? How calculative of you,” she scoffed. Why must I give him a reward for keeping such a tiny thing safe? Whatever I can offer are things he has at his fingertips. As for anything that’s not within my means, he can obtain it with just a few words.
“I’m a businessman. I don’t do anything that has no value to it. As he spoke, he passed the flash drive back
to her.
She puffed out her cheeks in exasperation. “What reward do you want?”
“I want to sleep with you,” he replied while pointing at the large bed behind her.
That request… seems doable. Without hesitation, Christina handed the flash drive to him again. “Deal. You must keep it safe.”
With that, she finally felt the weight lift from her shoulders and turned to leave.
Over at the restaurant, Anya had ordered a delicious spread and even popped open two bottles of good wine. “It’s my brother–in–law’s treat today, so there’s no need to hold back. Drink to your heart’s content.”
The moment Christina walked in, she saw Anya flaunting her powerful connections. Sweeping her gaze over the table, she saw that everything on it would cost at least several tens of thousands.
“You’re here, Christina! Come and sit.” Anya had deliberately left the seat next to her empty for Christina. I’ve already told everyone about my plan just now. Everyone will toast Christina one after another, and once she’s drunk, I can use that opportunity to search her and see if she has the flash drive.
“You’re always so generous, Ms. Gibson. You’ve even cracked open a couple of bottles of good red wine.” Christina picked up the red wine and glanced at it. A bottle would set one back several tens of thousands.
Anya smiled. She had checked and learned that Nathaniel owned the hotel. That was why she had decided to take advantage of that. “Christina, this is Nathaniel’s hotel. All you have to do is tell him to foot the bill for this meal.”
Here, she paused for a while. Gazing at Christina with an amused expression, she continued, “Don’t tell me you dare not make the call because he doesn’t listen to you.”
“He’s my husband, so he’s willing to pay for whatever I want to eat, drink, or buy. However, you and the others don’t seem to have that sort of connection to him, am I right?” Christina folded her arms in front of her chest, a mocking look in her eyes.,
As Nathaniel’s wife, I can spend his money anyhow I want. However, these people have nothing to do with him. What right do they have to suggest something so ridiculous?
Instantly, a hush fell over the group. Even those who had been cheering enthusiastically looked at each other wordlessly.
Only then did Christina pull out the chair and sit down. “However, since we’re here on vacation and this is where I grew up, I suppose I’m considered the host. Hence, this meal is on me. Let’s all enjoy ourselves to the fullest!”
She broke into a smile, and the atmosphere lightened considerably. The other colleagues laughed as they poured her a drink. The conversation returned to normal after they clinked their glasses, but Anya looked peeved.
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