The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 162 A Torturing Dinner

Actually, Lamont seldom had contact with one person. If it were another artist, would have walked away indifferently. But when he thought that among the new artists. of Prosperity Global Entertainment only Janicer and Amelie had a good relationship, he came back.

“What’s up?”

Lamont walked in front of Janicer, frowning slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Janicer’s sudden call to stop him.

But Janicer was very courageous. Although Lamont’s face was a bit cold now, everyone in the company knew that he was the cold–faced president.

Janicer was no exception, but she stammered nervously.

“Amelie.”

Janicer had time, plus she was nervous, and was out of breath when she spoke. Lamont became anxious when he heard that it was about Amelie.

“What’s wrong with Amelie, tell me clearly.”

The assistant next to Lamont was very sensible and brought a glass of warm water to Janicer’s hand. Janicer drank it all in one gulp and took a deep breath before recovering

completely.

“Mr. Byron, Amelie was taken out by Miss. Cynthia to have a social meeting with the well–known wretched director Jay in the entertainment industry.”

Jay, these two words were branded on Lamont’s heart like a brand, and a flame suddenly ignited in his heart, burning hotly.

Jay’s personality, except for Amelie, almost everyone in the entertainment circle knew that if Cynthia brought Amelie there, it would be like a wolf in the mouth of a tiger, which was more ominous than good.

“How do you know about this? Something happened to Amelie?”

Lamont was visibly excited, and saw Janicer tremblingly taking out her phone, it was a long recording from Amelie.

“Amelie, come and fill up the wine for Chris Garcia.”

Across the screen, Lamont could imagine Jay’s upturned face, and he could not help but clenched his fists tightly. This woman, Amelie, was really desperate.

“Ms. Mullen, don’t worry, as long as you make Chris Garcia happy today, let alone the heroine of this script, the next one, no, from now on, the heroines of all Chris Garcia’s scripts will belong to you.”

Listening to the voice, it should be Jay’s assistant who said that Amelie was drunk, and she was going to betray her soul just because of a fucking script?

The anger in his heart was burning, and he remembered that Amelie was not good at alcohol. If this continued, she would not even know that she was sold out by others.

At this moment, Janicer spoke suddenly, and it was quite timely.

“By the way, Mr. Byron, Amelie sent me the location of the hotel before leaving, and told me that if she didn’t send me a message within four hours, let me come to you.”

Lamont snatched Janicer’s cell phone, and Cynthia was so ruthless that he took her to the border of Oakland, which was a three–hour drive away.

“Still smart.”

Lamont expressed disgust, but he didn’t stop at all. He immediately rushed to the underground parking lot with his assistant, “You go back first, and the phone will be returned to you tomorrow.”

Janicer breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Amelie could come back safely, it didn’t matter if she loses her phone.

assistant’s slow driving and lost his temper. The assistant

Byron, it’s almost 120

up and shorten the journey time to the shortest.”

the gas pedal to the bottom, the car hummed evenly, and Lamont had been staring at

the other side, Amelie’s drinking

drank glass after glass

that the opportunity was coming, and began to frantically find various excuses to pour wine for Amelie. Chris Garcia on the side was led by Cynthia and asked Amelie to

to toast,

glass of high–quality red

of this wine affair and the time

irritable, but she still

drank too much. If you continue to drink, you will

obviously felt that her body was a little swaying, which was really strange. She had obviously practiced drinking during this period of time.

a normal state.

Could it be…

glass of wine just handed over from Cynthia in her hand, and looking at Cynthia’s smug face, she made a mistake. Amelie blamed herself and regretted it. How could she drink the wine took from some bitch so insidious and cunning

and cannot get out. She had to find a way,

and I really can’t hold enough alcohol. How about you be nice please forgive me this time? I will replace wine with tea, and I

to

attitude was very good, and her tone was slightly aggrieved. She deliberately moved closer to Jay, who was so dazzled by the fragrance

could speak, Amelie made

the man in front of her lose his ability

to pity flowers and cherish

little face, his heart melted, and now he began to

Amelie said.

medicine into Jay’s wine glass, and after a while,

should come up.

he began to prepare to clear the scene, “Guys, Chris Garcia already knows very well who this script belongs to, so why

artists nearby were jealous, because of Cynthia’s status, they didn’t dare to resist, and they all got up

coming to an end,

like you. I love you so

little too much, and started talking nonsense, Amelie gritted

smile on her mouth, and she had already started to pack her things and prepare to retreat with her

each other. Otherwise, you two

became excited, and his

instantly.

the good resources in Oakland will

eyes fell on Cynthia’s body, and her tone was a bit warning.

“Do you

me here

are you talking about? I’m creating opportunities for you. Just hold Chris Garcia’s thigh tightly and ensure

that time you can also generously say that what you Amelie relies on is not the

in the face, but even Cynthia knew that she was

that, Amelie watched helplessly as Cynthia walked out of the private room with disgusting steps on the

similar to a card into Jay’s

Amelie and Chris Garcia were left alone in the private room for a while. Chris Garcia’s squinting eyes swept

uncomfortable and wanted to take the

I’m going