Chapter 1014


    Thssa paused at the entrance of the private room and stole a nce behind her. Susan was


    prancing along, her skirt held up with one hand, and her assistant following closely.


    Susan''s eyes shed a silent warning as she caught Thssa’s nce.


    With a tension in her breath and a firm grip on the wine bottle, Thssa''s brow furrowed. She turned


    back and pushed open the door to enter.


    As she was about to close the door, it was held open by Susan, who slipped through with a make-up


    stered face that quickly morphed into a facade of gentle politeness. "It’s you, Thssa! I thought it


    was you from the back so I followed, and I was right! It''s so good to see you." she said, her voice


    pitched for all to hear.


    Thssa knew all too well that Susan''s words were meant for the others in the room to hear. She was


    there to keep tabs on her.


    Biting back her anger, Thssa let go of the door and returned to her seat beside Lysander.


    She set the bottle of red wine on the table.


    Undeterred and uninvited, Susan breezed in with a sweet smile, "Oh! Mr. Sinir, and Mr. Richard too!


    And who might this be...?"


    She greeted warmly, her gaze lingering curiously on Joshua who was unfamiliar to her.


    Joshua, ever the gentleman, offered Susan a polite nod and a smile.


    Susan, basking in the attention, quickly sidled up next to Joshua and perched herself on the seat


    beside him, her face beaming, "Hello there, you must be Mr. Sinir’s business partner. You look so


    young and dashing!"


    Thssa could hardly stand it. Susan was so thick-skinned and shameless.


    Richard coughed lightly into his fist, incredulous at Susan''sck of decorum and brazenness. "Thinks


    she''s endearing when she''s just crossed lines." he thought, as he worried about her possibly offending


    Joshua.


    As he uncorked the wine Thssa brought in, Richard filled the empty sses in front of Joshua and


    Lysander.


    "Susan, why don''t you sit across from me?" he suggested, pointing to a vacant seat. "There''s an empty


    ss there, and I can pour you a drink. This seat is Mr. Joshua''s personal space."


    "Oh! Mr. Joshua, what a pleasure! I''m Thssa''s sister, Susan." she said, ignoring Richard''s hint to


    keep her distance from Joshua and continued to engage him in conversation.


    She thought she could curry favor with Lysander by cozying up to Mr. Joshua.


    Joshua''s polite smile faded as he subtly shifted away from Susan.


    Her overbearing presence was unsettling, and what had started as a courteous nod was now turning


    into a deliberate avoidance.


    Susan’s smile waned as she noticed theck of response and the disdain on Joshua''s face. "I can''t


    miss out on a toast with such esteemedpany as Mr. Sinir and Mr. Joshua." she said, finally


    moving to take the seat suggested by Richard.


    Susan looked across to Richard, "Could you please pour me a ss, Mr. Richard? Thank you."


    Despite his dislike for her, Richard poured her a drink with outward civility.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Susan raised her ss first to Lysander, then turned to Joshua with an enthusiastic air. "Mr. Sinir,


    Mr. Joshua, I''d like to offer a toast on behalf of my sister Thssa. Thank you, Mr. Sinir, for taking


    care of her, and thank you, Mr. Joshua, for your continued support of the Sinir group."


    Thssa was astounded by Susan''s brazenness.


    Like father, like daughter — Susan''s hypocrisy and shamelessness were spitting images of her father


    Bruce.


    How did she dare present herself as Thssa''s sister, and on what grounds was she thanking


    Lysander?


    And as for thanking Mr. Joshua for supporting the Sinir group — it was even moreughable. Did


    she really think she had any ce to issue such thanks? She was truly adept at aggrandizing herself.