After Leon Langley left, Sylvia Dempsey still felt uneasy and called the waiter back again.
"Let me ask you, you said the person who invited my husband over was a woman. Which woman? Do you know her?"
The waiter thought for a moment and replied, "I don’t know her, but she looked quite young and pretty, maybe a celebrity."
Sylvia Dempsey gritted her teeth, her eyes full of malice.
She knew exactly what her husband was like; a slightly pretty face could easily entice him.
She kept a close watch on him, and now there was another hussy at her door. How could she not take action?
Sylvia Dempsey slammed the table and stood up.
"Damn hussy! See if I won’t flay you alive!"
Leon Langley entered the neighboring private room curiously.
The room had a private bathroom, and Alaric Faulkner had conveniently gone to use it. Upon entering, Leon first saw Eleanor Sterling and Estelle Sterling.
He was momentarily startled, then recognized Eleanor Sterling.
Heart racing, Leon smiled and asked, "Miss Sterling, did you invite me over to discuss business?"
Seeing Leon’s eager expression, Eleanor Sterling’s eyes flickered, and she gestured to a nearby chair, "Please have a seat, Mr. Langley."
Noticing Eleanor Sterling’s softening attitude, Leon became even more tempted.
Such an alluring little thing, playing the game of cat and mouse with such skill.
First, she scowled and refused him, even poked him, making him itch with desire. Now, she was showing a softer side.
What a tactic, but he liked it!
"Miss Sterling, I’ve explained everything very clearly to you before. You’re a smart person.
Let’s not play games. We can continue our cooperation.
I’ll call The Azure Hotel right now to book a room so we can have a good chat."
Sylvia’s sudden summon hadn’t satisfied him yet. Now with Eleanor here, he intended to enjoy himself.
Eleanor Sterling’s expression darkened, impatience flashed in her eyes as she discreetly glanced at the bathroom, remaining silent.
Alaric Faulkner, did he fall into the toilet or what?
He promised to help her negotiate the contract.
If he doesn’t reappear soon, she might just lose her temper with Leon Langley; her hands already itched with impatience.
Before Eleanor could speak, the room’s door was suddenly flung open, and a hysterical voice shouted.
"Leon Langley! You bastard! How dare you sneak off to book a room with a vixen behind my back!"
Sylvia Dempsey had been standing at the door, trying to eavesdrop to hear what Leon was saying.
Upon hearing those words, she was absolutely furious and burst in, unable to hold back.
Leon, bright-eyed at the sight of Eleanor, completely forgot his wife was in the room next door.
Seeing her now, he flashed a moment of panic, "Wife... Wife, what are you doing here?"
Sylvia Dempsey gritted her teeth, "I knew it wasn’t so simple. I can’t believe you’re actually meeting another woman behind my back."
She huffed angrily, "I want to see who this vixen is, daring to seduce you."
With that, Sylvia pushed Leon aside and immediately saw Eleanor Sterling calmly sitting there.
Instantly, her anger flared up even more.
First, at the mall, Eleanor had snatched clothes from her, making her lose face completely. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel-fire.ɴet
And now, Eleanor was openly flirting with her husband!
"You hussy, how dare you seduce my husband!"
Sylvia Dempsey, with fierce aggression, seemed ready to lash out at Eleanor Sterling.
Leon immediately blocked her, "Stop the nonsense!"