Chapter 760


    Hertha Kensington’s pretty face, radiant with smiles, was right in front of her.


    Thssa eximed, “Hertha, you’re here too?”


    “Yes, I’m at that table over there.” Hertha pointed to the table diagonally across from Thssa, where


    several men were sitting. One of them, a greasy, paunchy man with a smug smile on his face, waved at


    Thssa.


    This sight sent a chill through Thssa. Then she looked away with her skin prickling.


    “Why are they all men?” Thssa asked, concerned.


    Hertha leaned in and whispered, “I’m here to schmooze with our big boss. We’re entertaining a big


    client tonight. If wend this deal, I’ll get a thousand-dor year-end bonus.”


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    Thssa understood that Hertha was here for work.


    We’re having apany dinner.” Thssa nced at her colleagues and exined to Hertha.


    “Well, you guys enjoy your meal. I should get back to my table,” Hertha said, not wanting to chat


    further. She nodded politely to the people at her table and returned to her seat.


    “Ms. Everhart, is that your friend?” Betty asked.


    “Yes, it’s quite a coincidence running into her here,” Thssa replied politely. As she was speaking to


    Betty, she noticed Jason still staring at her with the same intense gaze.


    Feeling ufortable under his scrutiny, she decided to make an excuse to leave after a few more


    bites.


    Meanwhile, at the table across the room, the greasy man with the smug smile approached Hertha with


    a drink in hand. He bent over and leered at her chest, hisughter nauseating, “I heard that Ms.


    Kensington is not only a skilled jewelry designer but also a formidable drinker. Ms. Kensington, how


    about a drinking contest? If you can drink me under the table tonight, I’ll seal the deal and sign the


    contract on the spot.”


    The man was a typical middle-aged fat cat who grew bolder with a bit of power.


    Hertha was nearly sick from his foul breath. She instinctively moved away from him and her lips were


    twitching in disgust; she could barely resist the urge to kick him away.


    She masked her revulsion with a fake smile, saying, “Zane, I’m not a good drinker. Our cooperation is


    based on design, not on drinking.”


    “Hertha, Zane is in high spirits tonight and wants to share a drink with you. You should give him some


    dignity. You can hold your drink and we all know that. You can definitely handle a drink with Zane,”


    Hertha’s boss intervened as he saw that she was about to offend their client.


    “But…”


    “Zane is a straightforward man. He values not only the design but also the mood during a drink. Hertha,


    think about how proud you would be to see your designs on disy in major stores. You’ll have both


    fame and fortune.” Hertha’s boss started to paint a rosy picture for her.


    Regardless, they needed to get Zane to sign the contract first. A signed contract was the most reliable


    assurance.


    Hertha swallowed her disgust, thinking about her designs being sold in major stores and her year-end


    bonus.


    Once she had the money, she could take Thssa on a vacation! She thought as she decided to put


    up with it.


    She gritted her teeth, picked up her ss and beamed at Zane, “So you are a man of character, Zane.


    It’s a deal then. If I drink you under the table, you sign the contract right here and now.”


    “Absolutely, my word is my bond,” Zane responded as hisscivious gaze roamed over Hertha.


    She was wearing a V-neck dress that didn’t reveal much unless someone deliberately peered down.


    Hertha felt goosebumps all over her body but held herposure.


    Thssa noticed from afar that Hertha was engaged in a drinking contest with a man who seemed to


    have ill intentions. She was so worried that she didn’t leave early, keeping an eye on that table


    diagonally opposite hers. If the man dared toy a hand on Hertha, she would rush to her side to


    protect


    her.


    Halfway through the drinking contest, Zane’s mind was already foggy. His eyes were more lustful as he


    stared at Hertha. He even reached out to touch her, “Ms. Kensington, let’s be honest. If you spend a


    night with me, not only will I cooperate with you, but I’ll also give you anything you want, sweetheart…”


    His greasy hand was heading towards Hertha’s chest.


    Thssa’s eyes widened on seeing this. She shot up from her chair.