Our Anniversary, You Chose Her – I Chose Divorce novel Chapter 493

Chapter 493: Chapter 493: Found the First Night Girl

It seemed there was no leaving this private room tonight. Sean Miller sat down on the sofa, striving to maintain a calm expression.

"What kind of collaboration did Mr. Grant want to discuss with our company?" Sean Miller asked.

Walker Grant looked at him and said, "Tonight is all about welcoming Manager Miller. We’re not talking business. I’ll toast to you."

With that, he drained his glass in one go.

In Breyburn these days, the Grant Group was number one. Who would dare disrespect Walker Grant?

Sean Miller had no choice but to pick up his glass and drink.

After finishing the drink, he asked, "When do you think Miles Hawthorne will be back?"

Walker Grant countered, "Didn’t he already resign from your company? Do you have something urgent to discuss with him? You can tell me, and I’ll help you contact him and confirm his return date."

But Sean Miller just smiled and said, "Mr. Grant, this is something I can only discuss with him. After all, it concerns the work he was previously responsible for, and it’s a company secret. It’s really not convenient for me to disclose the details."

"Is that so? Well, forget it then." Walker Grant didn’t press the issue. He picked up his glass again. "Let’s not talk about all this tonight. Let’s drink."

Sean Miller could only pick up his glass once more and drink with Walker Grant.

After two more drinks, Walker Grant put his glass down. He wrapped his arm around Chloe Reed and started whispering intimately to her, acting for all the world like he was just out to have a good time.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel Monroe sidled over and started trying to get friendly with Sean Miller, chatting about anything and everything as they drank.

Sean Miller remained on high alert. Whenever the topic touched on Miles Hawthorne, his answers were watertight.

Chloe Reed watched quietly from the side, a growing sense of urgency in her heart. ’At this rate,’ she thought, ’when are we ever going to get the truth out of this guy?’

She turned her head and leaned close to Walker Grant, as if about to kiss him, and asked in a breathy whisper, "Can’t we just grab him and interrogate him?"

Her soft, warm breath ghosted over the man’s ear.

Walker Grant’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Cupping the back of her head, he pressed her into the sofa, his lips drawing near. His back shielded them from everyone else’s view.

He replied in the same breathy tone, "That would be stirring the hornet’s nest. What if it draws others out to target you?"

He was like a marauder, plundering the space between her lips and teeth, licking every soft corner before pulling back, still wanting more, to place soft, shallow kisses on her lips. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

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