Chapter 670
Stella’s eyes darkened as she whispered to her colleagues seated next to her, “I’ll take this call.”
Angelina was still busy eating and said in between chews, “Go ahead.”
Stella left the table in a hurry.
On the other end, Yates looked pensively at her retreating figure and said to his manager, “I’m a little tipsy. I’ll head out for some fresh air.” His manager furrowed his brows. “You didn’t drink much just now. Sit down.”
Yates’ face fell. “Do I not have freedom of movement now?”
He was already repulsed at how his manager overly interfered with his life, especially over these few years when he finally gained a footing for himself in the industry. The more that was so, the more he felt himself living under other people’s control.
The manager clearly sensed Yates’ annoyance and found him rather ungrateful but couldn’t confront him about it either. He could only warn him in quietly. “You better watch yourself. You know how you earned your good reputation and how far we’ve come, step by painful step.
I hope you remember all of that and don’t ruin everything just because of a moment’s rashness!”
Yates remained silent, his face dark as he stood to leave the table.
Guinevere noticed the commotion and asked, “What’s the matter?”
The manager immediately shot her a smile, “Nothing. Yates can’t really hold his liquor, so he’s heading out for some fresh air.”
Guinevere arched her brow, “Then he needs to drink more. How can a man like him not know how to hold his liquor?”
The manager simply chuckled.
Guinevere saw the direction in which Yates left, and the corner of her lips lifted as a look of disdain flashed past her eyes.
At the end of the corridor.
There weren’t many people on the small balcony.
Stella walked over and glanced around her before answering the call. “Hello?” A man’s low voice sounded from the other end, “Where is the dinner.”
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