Chapter 1168 To The Men''s Restroom


    As Rachel and Holley entered their booth, the former sent Lance a text as nned.


    It read, "We are ready. Bring Mr. Lu out."


    After sending the brief message, she was feeling thrilled.


    "Shall we open the door now?" Rachel inquired eagerly. She couldn''t wait to make her next move. If


    everything went ording to their n, Sheryl would be very upset. The thought of her enemy being


    distraught brought her much excitement.


    "Don''t be in a hurry. We haven''t received Mr. Zhan''s reply yet." Holley stopped her, shaking her head. ''If


    N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    we open the door now, what if Sheryl or I goes past the booth and sees us? That will screw up my


    ns, '' she mulled.


    "Right, you have a point," Rachel agreed meekly. She was going to stick to Holley''s advice on this


    matter. No matter what Holley said, she would agree to it without any doubts. Her nning had been


    perfect so far.


    She had no other choice but to trust Holley because she had no idea how to get revenge on Sheryl by


    herself.


    A few minutester, Rachel received Lance''s message. It said, "I''ve brought him to the restroom."


    "Charles is in the restroom. What should we do now, Holley?" Rachel asked after she read the


    message twice.


    "I see. Let''s go meet him there. Come on, Ms. Bai. You are not still worried that people might see you


    and him together, are you?" Holley responded casually as she shed her boss a meaningful smile.


    She knew that it was time to kick things up a notch. ''Things are gonna get more interesting now, ''


    Holley giggled inwardly.


    A relieved smile appeared on Rachel''s face. She said in a self-assured tone, "I am not worried about


    that. We came here to have a good time. There is no rule that I can''t be where Charles is at the same


    time. Besides, I didn''t expect that he would be here. If anyone asks, this is all just a coincidence."


    "Exactly. All of this is nothing but a coincidence. After all, we live in Y City; anything can happen around


    here," Holley echoed with a loudugh.


    Rachelughed and said, "Let''s get going."


    "All right."


    Hand in hand, acting like they were close friends, the two headed straight to the men''s restroom. Their


    Rachel''s, Charles'' and Sheryl''s VIP booths were adjacent to each other. Charles'' booth was on the far


    right, Sheryl''s was in the middle and Rachel''s was on the left. If Charles had to go to the restroom, he


    had to turn right, which meant that he wouldn''t have to walk past Sheryl''s or Rachel''s booths.


    But if Rachel needed to get to the restroom, she would have to pass both Sheryl''s and Charles'' booths.


    The lift on the third floor was on the left. So, if Sheryl needed to take the lift, she would have to walk


    past Rachel''s booth.


    This was why Rachel had chosen that particr booth.


    On their way to the restroom, they saw that the door to Sheryl''s booth was finally closed and so was


    the one to Charles''.


    ''So far, so good.


    No one can ruin our n now, as long as Mr. Zhan''s friends hold their tongues, '' Rachel brooded


    gleefully.


    The thought of Lance''s friends in that booth didn''t bother her at all. She was confident that those crafty,


    shrewd businessmen would not snitch on her.


    When Rachel and Holley reached the entrance to the restroom, a familiar voice reached their ears from


    the men''s room. "I''m sorry, Mr. Lu. I got an urgent call and someone is stirring up trouble downstairs. I


    should go over and check what is going on. Would you be able to return to the booth alone?"


    "I can handle myself. I am not drunk. Go take care of the situation," Charles replied. Although he was


    tipsy, his voice was still bewitching. There was a sexy huskiness in his voice.


    "How about I ask Dustin to apany you back to the booth?" Lance proposed deliberately, hoping


    that he would refuse.


    "I said I could handle myself!" Charles snapped angrily. Drunk people hated to be looked after. Charles


    was no different.


    "Okay. I got to go. This is kind of urgent," Lance rumbled apologetically. He trotted out of the restroom


    impatiently.


    "How is he, Mr. Zhan?" Rachel asked the moment Lance came into her view.


    "Drunk. You better not do anything stupid. And as for your threat, you''d better give me an exnation


    tomorrow," Lance whispered in Rachel''s ear in an icy tone.


    "Mr. Zhan, please don''t be mad. It''splicated. I don''t have much time now, but I wille over and


    exin everything tomorrow," Rachel replied with fake sincerity.


    Lance was in no mood to argue with Rachel. He didn''t know what the woman was up to and he had no


    intention of figuring it out. He had done what she had asked. There was only one thought in his mind at


    that moment and that was to get out of there as soon as possible. If Charles came out and saw him


    standing with Rachel, he would be in big trouble.


    He cast Rachel a stern look, and snorted at her response. Without waiting for her reaction, he strode


    away.


    Holley and Rachel were in no mood to care for Lance''s behavior. Their attention was fully on Charles


    who was still inside the men''s room.


    "Ms. Bai, are you an adventurous person?" Holley asked Rachel with a mysterious twinkle in her eyes.


    "What do you mean?" Rachel asked, looking puzzled.


    "Would you like to go inside?" Holley suggested, looking at the entrance of the men''s room.


    "Have you lost your mind?" Rachel raised her voice slightly, ring at Holley. "That is the men''s room.


    How can I go in there?"


    she hissed in a low voice as she met Holley''s mischievous eyes.


    "Ms. Bai. Do you want to create a situation where he wouldn''t be able to ignore you even though he


    hates being in your presence?" Holley inquired, a mysterious expression settling on her face.


    "What are you saying? Make it clear."


    "You should go in there and ask him why he is in thedy''s room with an innocent look." Perceiving the


    confusion on Rachel''s face, Holley exined further, "Drunk men can''t stand being set up or


    misunderstood. So, he will try to defend himself."


    Rachel agreed with Holley''s idea. As she was about to nod, Holley continued, "Besides, if you don''t


    retort and apologize to him gently, he will be pleased."


    "I see. You are suggesting that I catch his attention first and then make him talk to me..." Rachel


    paused. Cracking a contented smile, she said, "Okay, I''m on it. Stay here and don''t let anyone in. Do


    you understand?"