Chapter 120
Aaron Lee, standing behind Alexander, nearly stumbled. As always, he was taking the fall for his boss.
“Where’s Aaron’s, then?” Natalie asked.
“I was thirsty, so I drank it on my way in,” Aaron said with a nervous laugh.
Since he claimed he had ordered it, Natalie decided to take him at his word, which meant she could drink the juice without any reservations.
The waiter began serving the food, and Mr. Green encouraged everyone to eat as they continued their discussion.
They were in the middle of a conversation when the door was pushed open again. “Dad, why didn’t you wait for me p>
A woman stood in the doorway, a red suit jacket draped over her shoulders, wearing ten-centimeter heels. Large black sunglasses covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of small, red lips.
Two assistants followed behind her, laden with luxury shopping bags. “Just put the things down. You can go,” she said, tilting her head.
Mr. Green immediately stood up and beckoned her over. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ
“This is my daughter, Sophia Green p>
Natalie recognized the name. Sophia Green was an actress who had recently shot to fame after a hit TV show.
Sophia removed her sunglasses, revealing a delicate, palm-sized face with exquisite features a classic beauty.
“Sophia, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Thompson of the Thompson Group, this is Mr. Ramirez of the Ramirez Group, and this is Ms. Watson of Billy Firth Asia Pacific Headquarters,” Mr. Green announced.
From the moment she entered, Sophia’s attention had been captured by the man at the head of the table.
“Mr. Ramirez, a pleasure to meet you,” she said, extending her hand. Her gaze was locked on Alexander’s face, unable to look away.
Alexander’s expression remained impassive. “Ms. Green p>
He did not shake her hand.
Sophia didn’t seem to mind. She turned to her father. “Dad, I want to switch seats with you p>
Mr. Green, who clearly doted on his daughter, simply shook his head and laughed, commenting on how spoiled he had made her.
Natalie looked away, sipping her juice, as Samuel Thompson whispered in her ear, “Ms. Green is certainly direct. She knows what she wants p>
Everyone had noticed the way Sophia had been looking at Alexander since she walked in.
Natalie was used to it. Wherever Alexander went, he became the center of every woman’s attention.
“Does that bother you, Mr. Thompson?” Natalie asked casually.
After all, Samuel Thompson was an equally formidable presence, his charisma easily matching Alexander’s.
“Why would it bother me? I should be thanking Sophia Green p>
Natalie looked at him, and Samuel met her gaze with a smile.
“Are Ms. Watson and Mr. Thompson a couple?” Sophia suddenly asked, looking between them.
Her father, flustered by his daughter’s bluntness, was about to scold her, but Samuel spoke first. “Ms. Green, I like that joke p>
“So you’re not?” Sophia asked, surprised. “You two seemed so close, I just assumed p>
Sophia’s personality was certainly unfiltered.
Natalie realized then that she and
Samuel might have been sitting a little too close. She offered a polite
smile Mr. Thompson and Thompson and l’are
just
friends. You’ve misunderstood, Ms.
Green p>
Sophia, whose attention had been split between the two men, now properly looked at Natalie. She wore minimal makeup, yet her features could put most actresses to shame, If this woman were in entertainment, she would be a sensation
Sophia prided herself on being an all-natural beauty, the center of attention wherever she went, especially after her recent hit show. But the woman in front of her easily outshone her.
A flicker of jealousy ignited within her.
“So, Ms. Watson, what kind of man do you like?” Sophia asked bluntly.
It was not a polite question, especially for a first meeting.
Mr. Green reprimanded her. “I’m discussing business with our guests. Don’t ask such questions p>
“Is it that hard to answer? I didn’t ask if she prefers Mr. Thompson or Mr. Ramirez,” Sophia retorted, not backing down as she stared directly at Natalie.
“That’s still not p>
“Mr. Green, the business talk is over. We’re just having a meal now,” Alexander interjected, leaning back in his chair and swirling a glass of red wine. “And Ms. Watson has spent time abroad Im sure s she’s heard more forward questions than this. She won’t mind p>
He finished speaking and tilted his head slightly, his deep eyes settling on Natalie.
“On that point, I agree with Mr. Ramirez,” Samuel added, his own gaze fixed on her. “I’m quite interested in the answer myself p>