Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom novel Chapter 821

Chapter 821 Bad People Work Together

There was always bustle and hustle in Austos International at night, not excepting this one. The long red carpet stretched from the hotel entrance to the crossing.

A black Maybach stopped at the entrance. Seeing the familiar car number, the doorman immediately came up to them attentively.

This car number, which was well-known in Austos City in the past, was still eye-catching today. What had changed was the person, from August Adams to Timothy Adams, but the same thing was their aura - they both made people admire and frightened.

The saying swept among people that, if you married Lucia, you would gain all the solid wealth and achievements from Lion Group, which can be considered as almost, forever.

The melodious violin music was echoing through the hotel lobby.

The prominent ladies were all in luxurious ball gowns, whereas only Lucia was in a milky silk halter dress, which made her straight tender legs catch more eyes.

Her gaze fell upon a man, who was blue-eyed with blond hair, step by step, she was getting closer to him, meanwhile with a frank sneer. When she almost approached him, she stopped suddenly. With hands picking up the juice beside the tower of wine, she took a sip.

From any point of view, it seemed to be impossible to imagine her as a widowed young mother, since she had an aura of elegance and intellectuality, with delicate skin even making her girlish.

The men, most of them, their coveted gaze swept her in a hurry, not daring to stay any longer. Only the blonde-haired, blue-eyed Cardiff man stared at her, scorchingly and aggressively.

Feeling each other's eyes, Lucia deliberately side-eyed, the two people's eyes briefly met and then immediately misplaced.

In just one second, the man was already taking slow steps in her direction.

"Ms. Mitchell, long time no see." The man's Chinese sounded quite fluent, and he raised his glass toward her.

She fixed her eyes upon him, which were soon covered with confusion and doubts. She grinned to apologize, "Sir, I don't think we have met before, have we?"

The man grinned lightly head shaking. With all the gentlemen things had been done, he reached out his right hand towards her and introduced himself, "Cardiff Business Coalition, Reggio Smith."

"So you are Mrs. Smith?! I am sorry. Your outfit is very different from last time. Blame my eyes that I didn't recognize you." She faked a look of realization.

In fact, she had been keeping in touch with Flynt through Timothy for the past two years, to find out the truth about August's disappearance.

She had always been denying August's death. She did not see his body, but the reason was not that simple. She had faith, a kind of faith that could not be expressed by words. And her efforts were not all futile she tracked Reggio following clues from various offshore missions.

The Smiths seemed to handle export trade unions only, but in fact, there were many dirty businesses in this trade network. Besides, the offshore mission that August operated two years ago, was also found related to the Smiths,

Several months ago, she "traveled" to Cardiff to get close to Reggio.

After days of waiting and watching, she cooperated with the organizations and saved Reggio who had been "hunted" by them. After she became clear about his affection for her, she returned at once to wait for pulling the net in.

Reggio didn’t seem to be bothered by her oblivion. Still, he smiled and responded politely, "I am just a pass-by to you, but, to me, you are the person I don’t dare to forget. You are my savior."

"No trouble at all, no need to keep it in mind. You can just treat me to dinner the next time, for returning the favor."

Even if he knew that it was just some polite words that she had always been playing with, still, there was a hint of surprise flashing across his face. He answered with a serious look, "I don't know whether you were joking, but I will."