"Rest assured, Ms. Bai. I will keep an eye out," Holley nodded.
"Good," Rachel said with an approving smile. She glanced around surreptitiously. After making sure that no one was around, she made her way to the men's room.
As she was about to step inside, she ran into a man who was coming out of the restroom. He was bewildered. He stopped and scrutinized the beautiful woman. She threw a warning glance at the man as he continued staring at her.
He opened his mouth, attempting to say something. But when he met Rachel's threatening gaze, he froze and held his tongue. The second he got over the fear, he ran away in a fluster as if he had seen a ghost.
Holley was amused by the scene which was unfolding in front of her.
'What a coward! Unlike him, Charles is a handsome, competent and well-bred gentleman. Nowadays, men like him are so rare, ' she thought.
Charles was alone inside the restroom now.
He was stuck inside because he had drunk too much. He seldom drank, and as a result, he felt his stomach churning. With his hands pressed against the edge of the basin, the omnipotent president lowered his head and puked again and again.
When he was finally done, he opened the tap to wash his face. And he reflected, 'I cannot do this anymore. I drank too much!'
A short shrill scream pulled him back from his thoughts. "Oh my God. What are you doing here?"
Charles was familiar with the voice. And he found it disgusting.
"Seriously? Are you kidding me? Why are you here?" Charles asked with a poker face. He looked up in the mirror and saw a dumbfounded Rachel whose jaw had almost dropped to the floor.
'Why does she always have to appear around my corner?
Or do I hate her so much that I'm hallucinating about her?
Oh, yeah. This is just an illusion. Otherwise, why would she be in the men's restroom?' he brooded.
"Charles, I know that you don't like me. But even so, how could you come into the ladies' room to corner me? This is a public place," Rachel declared in a furious voice. She made it sound like she was truly surprised to see him there.
"Rachel, open your eyes and check if you are really in the ladies' room. This is so ridiculous," Charles said defiantly, rolling his eyes at the woman. 'I am definitely in the men's room. Lance brought me here, and there was another man in here just now, ' he thought.
"I am pretty sure that I entered the ladies' room..." Rachel insisted, as she let her voice trail off. Acting embarrassed, she hurried out and raised her head to check the sign. In a blink, she came back and muttered, "My mistake. It is the men's room."
Her cheeks were colored in crimson. With a coy look, she uttered apologetically, "I am sorry. I thought you were in the wrong place. I am so sorry..."
Charles was slightly shocked to see her act in such a humble manner. Rachel was bossy, as far as he knew.
"That's enough. Now that you know, get out!" he demanded in a harsh tone. Astonished as he was at her new attitude, he still couldn't control his abhorrence for her.
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