Chapter 319 My Dog
Justinasaid, “At the very least, you should treat everyone to a meal.”
Emelie nodded. “Sure, a meal together sounds good. I’m not familiar with restaurants in Weston, so why don’t you guys decide on the place and time, and let me know?”
With work not being too busy that day, everyone could leave on time, pastina eagerly came over to Emelie’s desc
“Ms. Hoven, let’s go ahead and fulfill that meal promise today. I’ve already let everyone know.”
Emelie wasn’t beverish or dizzy anymore, but her throat still throbbed a bit, and she wasn’t feeling up to it. She wasn’t exactly eager to socialize.
But seeing her colleagues‘ expectant looks, Emelie relented with a sigh, “Alright, let’s go.”
The seven of them piled into two cars and pulled up at a club called “Lovelight“,
The club’s décor rivaled that of Gapebatt City’s prestigious Westward Club. Emelie had a sharp eye, and she could tell from the exterior that dining here wouldn’t be easy on the wallet.
Het colleagues were equally astounded. “Lovelight. Isn’t this place crazy expensive? It’s probably the ritziest club in Weston. No main dining hall, just private rooms. I heard even the basic ones run over three thousand.”
“Yeah, and drinks and snacks are all extra. This meal could easily set us back a few months” salary”
Emelie paused and locked at justina.
Justina was the assistant who had pushed Emelie to agree to Charles’s advances that day.
Justina remained self–assured, staring, “Yeah, it’s pricey for us, but not for Ms. Hoven. She’s the head secretary, pulling in a fat salary and hefty bonuses,
“And remember, she’s the one who suggested treating us and letting us pick the place. I’ve already covered the deposit for the private room. Ms. Hoven, we’re already at the door. You wouldn’t ball on us now, would you?”
Emelie had long ourgrown the phase of succumbing to peer pressure or trying to keep up appearances by overspending Justina’s words didn’t rattle her in the least.
“While I did suggest you all pick the place, Ms. Green, did you really think this through? Choosing place way out of our league and expecting me to foot the bill? Are you trying take advantage of me?”
Justina shot back, “If you had a budget in mind, you should’ve spoken up sooner instead of pretending like cost wasn’t a factor. Now that I’ve already made the reservation, you’re suddenly complaining that it’s too pricey. It looks to me like you’re the one trying to make me look foolish!”
amelie was sure Justina was deliberately trying to provoke her for no good reason at all
Emelle had already weathered a tough night and wasn’t feeling ber best. Now, confronted by a subordinate’s provocation in the chilly air, she wasn’t mclined to let it slide. “This was clearly your idea alone, pustina. There was no need to drag everyone else into it. Did anyone here even know we were heading to Lovelight before we showed up?” Justina started to respond, “Well, that’s because..”
Emelie cut her off, her expression unwavering, “Because you’re acting irrationally. As an executive assistant, you should have better judgment. If you’re trying to embarrass me, be straightforward about it. These transparent maneivers aren’t impressing anyone.”
As tensions simmered, the other coworkers swiftly intervened to defuse the situation. “Places this often serve food that looks fancy but doesn’t live up to the hype. How about we switch gears and go for something comforting like burgers?”
“Yeah, exactly. In this weather, burgers sound perfect. There’s a Five Guys just a few blocks away, we saw it on the way here.”
“Why bother going anywhere else when we’re already here?” someone countered.
Just then, laid–back male voice piped up, drawing everyone’s attention.
Charles, now in a sharp silver–gray sut, sauntered over with his hands casually tucked in his pockets.
“Mr. Davis!” someone exclaimed.
Emelie had lost count of how many times he seemed to appear out of thin air
Charles flashed a confident smile. His handsome features were Luminated by the Lovelight sign.
“We’ll eat here. My treat,” he offered generously.
Justina, visibly icked, bit her lip and muttered sarcastically, “Of course! Ms. Hoven not only pulls in a hefty salary but also has Mr. Davis to pick up the tab. Lovelight is certainly within her means!”
charles glanced in her direction, his gaze cool yet painted. “It’s not just about affording it; it’s about choosing to. Some people seem determined to complicate things. For instance Ms. Hown would rather treat it, than someone who’s intentionally difficult
It was the first time Charles had directly acknowledged Justina, and her heart raced. “W–Who’s Fit?” she blurted out nervous!
“My dog,” Charles replied nonchalantly
Ewn a dog got treated, while she did not.