Coolest Girl in Town

As a global conglomerate, the Griffith Group had maintained business relationships with entities in various countries. On that particular day, Alexander brought Elise to an upscale French restaurant and they saw their guests the moment they stepped into the private dining hall-a group of French people.

The moment Alexander entered, the French people were joyful and they enthusiastically greeted him whereas Elise shot him a glance and understood his hint. Then, she started to interpret for both sides and her fluency in the language was more than conversational as she had spent some time abroad.

His gaze had intermittently swept past her throughout the course of the dinner. It was then he realized that she had a captivating charm.

When Elise saw that the meal was almost over, she whispered to Alexander, “I’ll head to the washroom.”

He slightly nodded, thus allowing her to excuse herself from the hall. After she left, the guests couldn’t help but ask him in French, “Alex, what’s with you today? Why were you quiet during the meal? The missus was the only one speaking to us.”

Alexander smiled beguilingly as he slowly replied in fluent French, “She’s my assistant. Since she’s unfamiliar with the operations, I was giving her a training opportunity earlier.”

The French guests exchanged looks with each other and grinned. “So, she’s only your assistant, Alex? I clearly saw how you looked at her just now, though. I thought she was your girlfriend.”

Upon hearing the term ‘girlfriend’, Alexander oddly didn’t feel repulsive because he seemed to agree that it was a suitable nickname for Elise.

He fell silent and took a huge sip of the wine in front of him. The French were always passionate, sensual and especially open-minded when it came to relationships. When they saw Alexander agreeing with them in silence, they couldn’t help but joke with him. “Alex! It looks like the missus’ identity is not as simple as you said! I think you should be more courageous to meet the true love of your life.”

The wine didn’t smoothly slide down his throat because the moment he heard their words of encouragement, he choked on his wine.

to the washroom. She could sense that something had shifted in the air the moment she entered the hall, but she quickly handed him a tissue

up and met her clear eyes that sparkled with his reflection in them. As it reminded him of the ‘advice’ from

acting in a strange manner,

were about to speak, Alexander swiftly handed them the bottle of wine and smiled

was clear-he wanted to prevent them from exposing

him losing his composure. No one was stopping him and by

pant from the exertion. “Why did you drink so much?” she grumbled as she couldn’t hold back her annoyance, to which he simply commented, “I haven’t had so much fun in a long time. I am only feeling a

could you not be dizzy after all the drinking? Stand still for now.

his balance a

end of her wits. After hailing a cab with her phone,

wanted to reach out for the light switch. Much to her surprise, his body fell toward

middle of the dark, causing her eyes to widen in shock

to drink and he was slumped on his

the bedroom and stared at her reflection

so regretful that she badly wanted to repeatedly cleanse her

mouth had turned red from the