Chapter 157: You Can’t Make Such a Joke
Chapter 157: You Can’t Make Such a Joke
Elaine passes the beautifully packaged gift to the forewoman joyfully. Renee is startled, and she bursts into laughter.
“Oh well, no. 514. You’re such a good person, no wonder Master Young likes you so much. You get along with people quite well and know what you’re doing. Look, you even think of us when you’re not around. Really, that’s so nice of you, no. 514.”
Renee takes the gift and looks around it.
Elaine wipes off her cold sweat as she does not know how to respond.
No. 514… Oh my Renee. You still remember my brand number only!
What an unlucky no. 514!
Elaine takes out many foreign snacks and puts them on the table, entertaining the ladies who are taking a rest, “Come and taste these snacks. I don’t know which is delicious, so I took some of everything. I prepared it for you to taste.”
The ladies are fond of good food. When they hear her greeting, everyone gather at the table happily.
The atmosphere in the room is bustling with noise and excitement.
“Elaine, you’re so blessed.”
“Exactly, Elaine. Among us, you’re definitely the luckiest.”
Blessed? Is she really? Elaine shows a dry laugh while touching her chubby cheeks.
“Yeah, Elaine. Your points are the highest now. Look at you, you have only been here for a short while and you’re already favored by Master Young. Master Young is not only rich, but handsome too. You’re
so lucky!”
What! Elaine puts a long face at the moment.
It turns out that... all the blessings and luck they’re talking about, is referring to Oliver!
“There’s nothing between us. Really, there’s nothing...”
Before she is able to explain her relationship with Oliver, the ladies nod at her as if they fully understand her words.
“Elaine, we understand that. We really do.”
“Yeah, Elaine. We understand that it’s a secret to date a rich young master to ensure your safety.”
“Yes, rich people kept a low profile so that they won’t be disturbed by the gangsters. We understand you very well.”
Elaine wants to cry, but has no tears in her eyes. She doesn’t want this kind of understanding.
...
Because of Oliver, she can’t tolerate working at Y Nightclub anymore. Almost everyone thinks that she is Oliver's girlfriend.
She is going to resign due to this huge misunderstanding.
Just when everyone is busy thinking nonsense, a gruff male voice tinkles in a distance, “Everyone here is Elaine’s colleague. When we get married, I shall invite everyone to our wedding ceremony!”
Everyone is in complete shock, looking at the man that is leaning against the door with their mouths slightly open.
He has a lean figure.
A pale green shirt and tight beige colored trousers look so charming on him.
His fringe slightly slants down on his forehead. He’s staring at Elaine with a smile and a pair of bright eyes.
Although there is a bandage hanging around his left arm, he still looks extremely charming!
This charming man, Oliver, dumbfounds every woman in the lounge with his looks.
Their saliva drizzles and their eyes almost pop out.
Charming man is indeed a pleasing to the eye. If he slightly shows a little bad boy vibe, it will be perfect!
Elaine stuns on the spot too. Her red lips rub against each other. Oliver... how does he find this place?
What she doesn’t know is that Oliver has been looking around for her at Y Nightclub. When he can’t find her, he immediately calls Fifth Brother to look for her. Fifth Brother sends all his associates to find her, and she is found in the lounge.
It seems that Oliver has gotten used to the fact that women are constantly drooling over him. He smiles lightly and says, “Those who wish to attend our wedding ceremony, can you raise your hands up?”
This sentence works like a charm. All the ladies raise their hands and shout with enthusiasm, “I’ll go! I’ll go! I’ll definitely go!”
Sally and Hazel are standing together, and they look at each other.
Oliver smiles. His eyes are as bright as the shining stars.
He walks towards Elaine and stretches out his right hand, “My dear, why didn’t you tell me that you’re here? I was looking for you. Come, let’s go somewhere with me.” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
Elaine blushes suddenly. She hides her little hand behind her and shakes her head, “I’m not going. Also, what nonsense are you spouting...Who’s wedding? Stop saying nonsense, you can’t make such a joke.”
...
Oliver smiles softly and says in a gentle tone, “I wasn’t joking. Wait until we get married, we definitely have to invite your friends to our wedding ceremony. Right, everyone?”
When he asks the ladies like this, of course, they cheer excitedly, “Yes, right!”
What’s right about it? She’s going out of her mind now.
Elaine stomps her feet. Oliver’s hand has already reached her back to grab her little hand, holding it tightly and pulls her towards him.
“Let’s go. My friends were all waiting for you. Don’t let them wait too long.”
Oliver’s voice has always been gentle. He is very fond of Elaine, which makes many women jealous.
Why does a man like Master Young, only have his eyes on Elaine?
Oliver drags Elaine out of the lounge. She tries to seek help from someone in panic, mainly from Hazel and Sally. “Hey, hey, let me go. I’m not going to see anyone. Hazel! Help me please. Sally, Sally, help me!”
Hazel stands up, putting her hands on her waist and shouts, “Darling! Stop struggling. Master Young’s arm still hurts. Don’t be a woman without conscience!”
Elaine almost faints from anger.
Hazel, I can’t believe you’re so biased. You’re standing on Oliver’s side! How can you not help your own friend!
Sally is a little worried about Elaine. She stretches her neck out to look at them, and pats Hazel’s shoulder, “Hazel, don’t you think we should save Elaine? That Master Young is always doing crazy things.”
Hazel yawns lazily, “I think Master Young is a decent man. At least, his feeling for Elaine is real. Also, he said earlier that he’s just bringing Elaine to meet his friends. He’s not going to do anything to her. Are you really going to stop Master Young now? Aren’t you afraid that Fifth Brother’s associates will turn us into vegetative patients?
Sally’s neck shrinks. However, she can’t stop herself from asking, "Then... can we go over and have a look?"
Hazel’s eyes suddenly become bright and she claps her hand, “Hey, this is actually... a great idea! Let’s go! Let’s watch some fun!”
Like a thief, the two ladies happily follow them.
“Master Young, would you please let me go? Please, I don’t want to meet your friends. I’m not your girlfriend, so why do I have to meet them? This is too absurd! I’m about to lose it.”
Oliver keeps dragging Elaine forward. She grunts madly at him, while giving him a bitter look.
This is insane!
Is she going to be regarded as Oliver’s girlfriend and introduced to a bunch of strangers just like that?
“Ouch... that’s hurt...”
Oliver stops suddenly. He frowns, groaning with pain.
Elaine is frightened by his groan, and she asks nervously, “Are you alright?”
Oliver glances at Elaine’s rosy cheeks and chuckles. He puckers up his lips at his left arm, “You aren’t behaving well, Elaine. You’ve been struggling since just now; I think you might have torn the wound in my arm. It’s really hurt.”
“What? Don’t move, does it hurt a lot? Do you want to visit the hospital? Your arm is still injured, yet you dare come to the nightclub. Do you wish to die? You make me so mad!”
Elaine faces his left arm and she seems a little worried.
It is because of her that he hurts his arm. She still remembers, at that time, the large wound on his arm is bleeding a lot.
Oliver smiles softly. He reaches out his right hand to pinch her cheek and says lovingly, “If it isn’t because you keep struggling, can my arm hurt? Alright, I know you’re shy to meet my friends. They are the friends I usually hang out with, and they have been bugging me to let them meet you. I promise, just for a short while. We’ll leave after that, okay?”
Looking at his injured arm and his look of pity, she sighs and mutters, “But... but I’m not your girlfriend.”
Oliver slightly bites his red lip and replies in a sad tone, “Yes, I know you don’t like me yet. I know my love for you is unrequited. But... I really like you. I really do. Can you just help me out once? Can you just accompany me to deal with them first?”
The more he says the more sorrow his tone becomes. Even a naive woman like Elaine can feel his sadness.
Her soft heart acts up, as if she is looking at an abandoned puppy. She murmurs, “Then, don’t say I’m your girlfriend. Just tell them I’m a friend of yours...”
Oliver cheers up instantly, “Okay, as long as you promised to accompany me, I’ll do as you say. I can even say you’re my ancestor!”
Elaine rolls her eyes. What nonsense is this man talking about?