After tossing her phone away, Catherine drove towards Royal Nightclub.


    The club was in a high-rise, which shone brightly at night. The neon lights of Arkpool City lit up the night. Royal Nightclub was the highest-end ce for the upper ss in the city to spend a night out.


    Men in the nightclub easily spent over 10, 000 dors on each bottle of liquor or wine. All patrons were either from influential or affluent families.


    Therefore, thoseme designers in the R-n Group entered the nightclub for Catherine’s sake.


    Leslie organized the gathering for Catherine, which was his intention tonight.


    In the magnificent lobby of Royal Nightclub, the designers had arrived. Like ignorant peasants, they pulled out their phones to take photos. Some of them even took selfies or shot photos of each other.


    The patronsing back and forth watched them as if they were circus monkeys.


    Catherine also saw that scene when she entered the lobby, feeling helplessly embarrassed.


    She had to admit Leslie was generous as their gathering would cost at least 200 thousand dors.


    They had dinner and some entertainment activities tonight, which was beyond Catherine’s expectations.


    Among all the employees, Catherine looked extraordinary with aloofness and disdain. However, a polite smile never faded off her face.


    After all, the True Love series was still ongoing. After the jewelryunched in the market, Catherine would need the designers to exin their design concepts to attract customers.


    Leslie walked to meet the employees after arranging everything. He was easygoing, talking to all warmly. Whenever the employees wanted to take photos with him, he was cooperative and struck different poses.


    Catherine watched them in silence. She missed Ivan, somehow.


    Last time, when she went to Royal Nightclub, she was with Ivan.


    All the designers enjoyed dinner immensely. Catherine only drank two sses of champagne. She was impressed by those designers’ excitement and thought tonight must be the few highlighted moments in their ordinary lives.


    Sitting far away, Leslie secretly watched Catherine in the corner.


    After dinner, they went to a big private box. Some sang karaoke, and some yed games.


    Catherine looked aloof and cold tonight, her eyes full of scorn.


    Leslie sat next to her, holding a ss of wine. “What’s eating you? You look unhappy.”


    Catherine nced at her overjoyed subordinates and smiled. “If they were so energetic at work, yourpany would have be far better than the Marsh Group long ago.”


    Her words displeased Leslie. After all, he was the president of the R-n Group. Her words embarrassed him.


    “They are too lousy to know what they really want,” Catherine added in disdain, “Once a person has no lift goals, his or her life will stop there. They are too satisfied with their current status.”


    “What do you think their goals should be?” Leslie understood her implication. Frowning, he asked, “Leaving the R-n Group?”Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.


    “No worries. They won’t leave yourpany.” Catherine chuckled as she was certain. “They had been working in afort zone for a long time. If they left, they wouldn’t get used to other environments and would be eliminated soon.”


    Leslie didn’t blow up. He passed a ss of wine to her and said, “So, you want to leave here because you dislike our working environment?”


    Catherine didn’t answer or take over the ss.


    “Why? Shall we have a toast tonight?” Leslie sighed. In disappointment, he added, “We work together for a while. You haven’t left mypany, anyway.”


    “I drank two sses of champagne during dinner,” Catherine answered aloofly, “I don’t want to drink more alcohol.”


    “How about a cup of vodka? It’s important from France. As for its price, I don’t think you’ll buy it.” Leslie passed her a cup of liquor and said patiently, “Since you are here tonight, have a try. It won’t remind you of your sad past, will it?”