Chapter 24 Rude! Yes, He Is More Than Rude!


    As Sydney drove to Red Plum Resort, it suddenly began to rain, and the rain got heavier and


    heavier.


    There was no space in the underground garage when she arrived at Red Plum Resort, so she could


    only park in the open-air parking lot. When she wanted to get off, she realized that there was no


    umbre in the car. Hence, she had to hold her bag over her head and run into the rain while gritting


    her teeth.


    Although the path was close to the lobby, Sydney was still drenched because of the heavy rain. She


    shivered all when the cold wind blew.


    Upon seeing Sydney, the waiter immediately gave her a towel.


    "Thanks." Sydney took the towel and dried her hair while talking to the waiter. "Today is Friday, so


    business should be good, right? Are President Smith and the others ying cards in their usual


    room?"


    At that, the waiter assumed that she was President Smith’s friend and said, "Yes, Room 1103 is


    always reserved for President Smith."


    Having sessfully fished for the information, Sydney''s lips curled into a grin.


    After the waiter left, Sydney went to the front desk and ordered a pot of top-quality Earl Grey and


    scones.


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    She went to the private room with the te in her hands. However, the moment she stepped in, the


    ss door was pushed open, and several men went in.


    Julien looked up and inadvertently nced over a row of private rooms. There, he saw a woman


    with a slim figure pushing open the door of a private room.


    That figure was very simr to Sydney''s...


    "President Flint?” The man beside him saw Julien stop, so he asked carefully, "What''s wrong?"


    Julien withdrew his gaze and said faintly, "Nothing."


    Sydney did not know that Julien was here. She entered the private room with tea and a smile.


    She looked over the ssically designed room. Four men were sitting in front of a table ying card


    while chattingfortably. Among them, two old bosses were apanied by young girls.


    She had read the information about ZX before, so she quickly located President Smith among the


    four men. She walked over and greeted, "President Smith."


    President Smith, who was ying cards, only gave Sydney a sideways nce. "Oh, who are you?"


    "I''m Sydney Raines from Skylight Corporation." With a smile, Sydney ced the tea and snacks on


    the small table.


    "I came here this afternoon to meet a friend. He has yed cards with you before and praised you


    for your skills. Considering that our families have worked together before, I thought I''de and


    say hello. I''m not disturbing anything, am I?"


    President Smith hummed and continued to y. The man sitting to the south side of the table


    asked, "Your father is Harry Raines?"


    "Yes."


    "I know your father well. We used to y cards together. Your father is very good at poker," the man


    said as his eyes swept across Sydney from top to bottom. His gaze was obscure.


    Sydney ignored the ufortable gaze and smiled back. "Yes, my dad’s poker skills were indeed


    good enough topete with you, President Miles."


    As the two chatted, the game finally finished.


    He stood up and beckoned to Sydney. "My back hurts a little from ying. Why don’t you take over


    for me?"


    Sydney revealed an embarrassed look. “I don''t know how to y, President Miles."


    "Your father is so good at cards. How bad can you be?" The man continued to beckon. "Come here.


    If you don''t know how to y, I’ll teach you."


    President Smith also spoke up. "Just y for President Miles. If you don’t want to y, then go out.


    Don''t spoil the fun."


    "..." Sydney could hear the dissatisfaction in President Smith''s words.


    Skylight Corporation was tottering on the verge of copse, and all the capitalists looked down on


    Skylight, refusing to buy them. ZX could be arrogant because they knew that they were the only


    ones Skylight could turn to for the overseas order, and Sydney had to beg him for it.


    She hade here today to beg ZX. Hence, she had to endure any grievance that was dished out.


    Sydney’s hand clenching her bag suddenly loosened, and she went over to sit in President Miles’s


    seat with a shallow smile. "If President Miles doesn''t mind, I''ll y one game for you. It’ll be on me if


    I lose, but you can take the winnings if I win."


    Only then did President Miles reveal a satisfied smile. He sat down beside Sydney and patted her


    shoulder." Don''t worry. I’ll teach you."


    Sydney turned her body to the side, quietly avoiding President Miles''s hand.


    Soon, a new game started.


    President Miles nced at Sydney’s cards. Her hand was pretty bad, and she was changing cards


    randomly. She really did not know how to y, but he did not say anything to teach her. Instead, he


    chatted with President Smith and the others while his hand was inadvertently ced on Sydney''s


    chair.


    Even with Sydney around, the several bosses talked openly and chatted about everything. From


    time to time, they would bring up a few vulgar topics too.


    As they talked, the topic turned to Sydney and Julien''s marriage.


    President Miles deliberately asked, "Why did you divorce President Flint? How many hundred


    million dors did you get from his assets?"


    "We didn’t get along. That was why we divorced." Sydney pursed her lips tightly and quickly


    replied," Since Flint Corporation belongs to President Flint, and I am in no position to take anything


    from him, I didn’t get anything from the divorce."


    "How rude of President Flint." President Milesmented and looked at Sydney unscrupulously. "To


    think you slept with him for six years, and he didn’t give you anypensation when you divorced.”


    Sydney sneered silently.


    ''President Flint rude? Yes, he is more than rude! He only has Lyra Madden in his heart. He had


    never touched me before in our six years of marriage.''


    However, if she voiced that out, everyone wouldugh at her.


    Sydney suppressed her emotions and smiled at President Miles. "It’s not like I have nothing left. I


    still have Skylight Corporation, which my father left behind. Mr. Miles, since you were good friends


    with my father, I hope you''ll help me in the future."


    President Miles guffawed. "Sure. Since you asked, how can I refuse?"


    Sydney’s poker skills were very bad, and she lost every round.


    By the end of the game, the pile of cash she brought in her bag was already emptied.


    She had gotten caught in the rain earlier, and her thin sweater inside was half-wet. On top of that,


    the men all smoked in the private room, and the windows were wide open. As the cold wind


    whistled in, her head felt a little dizzy after a while, but she forced herself to endure it.


    Seeing Sydney’s slender and exquisite hands, President Miles shifted in his chair and ced his


    hand on hers. "y this card."


    “Sydney, your hands are so cold." While he said that, he took the opportunity to grope Sydney''s


    hands.


    Sydney wanted to pull back, but President Miles grabbed onto her firmly.


    He leaned into her and coaxed, "President Flint doesn’t know how to care for you, but I do. If you


    need anything, just ask me. Yourpany needs ZX to handle that overseas order, right? I''ll talk to


    President Smithter and tell him to sign a contract with you!"


    Already feeling very ufortable, Sydney''s stomach flipped when she smelled the smoke and


    sweat on his body.


    Her endurance, which hadsted since the second she came in, finally hit its limits.


    Sydney forcefully pulled her hand away and shifted her chair, saying in a cold tone, "President


    Miles, I can''t y if you do this.”


    President Miles froze before his expression darkened, and he said angrily, "What''s wrong with you?


    I was nning to put in a few good words to President Smith and help yourpany. How dare you


    show me an attitude like this?"


    "You’re trying to help me? I think you just want me to sleep with you." Sydney tore his hypocritical


    mask.


    "Yourpany doesn''t even have the money to save itself in an emergency. It’s only a matter of


    time before it goes bankrupt." President Miles sneered. "You''re really pitiful. You married President


    Flint for six years, but he didn’t even help you to save Skylight."


    President Miles''s words became more and more brazen. "Tell me. How else are you going to get


    the contacts and money to save Skylight now if not sell your beauty?"


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    Sydney''s hand grabbed the teapot on the small table and was just about to smash it on President


    Miles''s head.


    Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the private room before it was pushed open.


    President Smith was about to throw Sydney out when he looked up and saw the tall figure at the


    door. He immediately stood up from his chair.


    "President Flint.”