Bye, My Irresistible Love
Chapter 64: Sponsorship
Scarlett's POV:
As soon as I arrived at the office, I received a call from Nate.
"Have you made up your mind, honey?" he asked in a lewd, disgusting tone.
"I will make up my damn mind when I go out of it," I snapped.
Then, I hung up the phone and blocked his number.I did not want to waste my breath because I was in a bad mood.
Although my reason told me again and again that Charles only said those words to poke fun at me, my heart still hoped that they came from a place of truth.
His words lingered in my ears as if he were uttering them to me.
"I'm in love with you! I want to be with you, Scarlett."
That scene played over and over in my head like a broken record, and it was starting to disrupt my concentration at work.
I needed a break to calm down and realign myself, so I stood up and made my way to the lounge.
But before I could push the door open, I overheard people talking about me inside.
Judging from the voices, they were female colleagues of mine, but I was not close to any one of them.
"Don't you think it's shameful! for Scarlett to do that in the meeting room yesterday?"
"They stayed there for at least an hour.That handsome man she was with must be very energetic " I think it's because Scarlett was sexually unsatisfied...
I could not stand it anymore.I stormed in.
The three ladies sitting at the round table all looked embarrassed when they saw me.
"Aren't you ladies supposed to be working and not gossiping in here?"
They exchanged nervous glances and hurriedly left.
None of them dared to make eye contact with me.
I sighed and made a cup of coffee after they left, but before I could take a sip, Linda walked in and approached me in haste.
Thinking of what happened last time, I had guessed what she had come to tell me.
"Scarlett, Mr.Valdez wants you to come have lunch with him today," Linda said directly.
"Oh, Linda, do I have to? There has to be a better way to get a sponsorship."
Thinking of that fat, depraved man, I frowned in disgust.
The media industry should not operate in this way.
I did not believe that there was no way to change the way things went.
it.No woman relishes to deal with the likes
in
fact, I think Mr.Moore is a great option.You two seem to get along quite well.I mean, he was just here for you yesterday.With him as your backer, Mr.Valdez won't
were full
as if I were a
be like a brother to me, but I don't want his charity.Besides,
I wanted to
yes to the luncheon meeting
Linda eyed me carefully.
wanted to say something more but
"No, Linda.I'm sorry."
that day, I
well.All right.Let me treat
that I'll say
work day passed by
us a VIP lounge at a great
entered the room, I immediately thought I was
saw not only Linda but
the table, and he
I said to Linda
Worried that she might have, I rushed over to
here?" I asked as calmly as
show any surprise at my
squeezed my
and I were schoolmates back in the day.I
and Charles actually knew each other.Then, I managed to give Mr.Valdez
next to me, Scarlett,"
chair next to him and then casually leaned on his
took the
want to embarrass him
as soon as I sat down, he wrapped his
this,
announced to no particular person in the
racing after he finished his sentence, and my eyes darted around the room to spot the
believe he just called me
isn't Miss Lively your
Mr.Valdez asked.
was his woman, the cocky smile on
women at the
in reply,
gaze and cleared his
muster
carefully took a
Charles was trying to
he and I were involved, Mr.Valdez would not dare to even breathe wrong in
did not have to do it, but
what Charles said to me at the hospital the night we rushed Rita to the emergency
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