Chapter 180: Chapter 180

Chapter 180 Is This Enough Sincerity?

Peyton sorted out her thoughts and pushed open the door. Her face had returned to normal.

“I was ready.”

Brynn looked at her pale face. “You look like a dead person. Never mind. Use my lipstick instead. It’s

the trendiest color this year.”

The bright lipstick glided across her lips, as if it had added a layer of radiance to her. Peyton appeared

much more energetic.

Brynn sprayed some perfume on herself again. The perfume was strong

and somewhat enticing.

Peyton frowned. Before she had a chance to refuse, Brynn had already sprayed her.

“Alright, alright. Let’s go inside. We can’t keep Mr. McKinney waiting.”

Brynn confirmed repeatedly, “Do you understand the rules of drinking? Do I need to teach you?”

“Understood.”

“That’s fine.”

They walked into the private room. It was unclear whether it was because Brynn secretly sent Peyton’s

photos or not, but surprisingly Dillon arrived early.

Unlike before, Dillon deliberately arrived half an hour late. Moreover,

he had a smile on his face today.

As soon as the door opened, he immediately came forward.

“Mr. Mckinney, we are really sorry. We invited you for a meal, but made you wait for us. Later, we will

have a drink to make up.”

“It is my honor to be able to wait for both ladies. Brynn, I haven’t met this lady before. Won’t you

introduce her to me?”

Brynn smiled apologetically and said, “Mr. McKinney, this is Peyton, our new colleague. Peyton, please

say hello to Mr. McKinney.”

Dillon was around forty years old. He had a big belly and was a typical middle–aged man.

Dillon squinted his eyes and looked Peyton up and down. After careful

observation, he became even more satisfied.

Dillon originally thought that the photos were retouched. He didn’t expect Peyton to be even more

stunning in real life.

“Hello, Mr. McKinney,” Peyton greeted calmly.

Dillon immediately reached out to pull her over. “Peyton, Brynn and I go way back. Come sit with us.”

Peyton sat down in a position far from the main seat before he could touch his hand.

Looking at Dillon awkwardly reaching out his hand and Brynn’s shocked face, she continued, “Please,

have a seat. Don’t be shy.”

Brynn didn’t speak.

After silently criticizing Peyton in her mind, Brynn then took the initiative to grab Dillon’s arm. She had a

big smile on her face and

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said, “Mr. McKinney, I’m sorry. We as newcomers don’t know the rules.”

Dillon’s greedy gaze swept over Peyton’s youthful face. However, he wasn’t angry. “After all, she is a

young person. I can understand. Let’s all sit down. Let the food be served.”

Brynn had originally wanted Peyton to accompany Dillon, but she didn’t expect Peyton to do that.

Brynn had to sit down on the right side of Dillon. There were also a few of his close friends sitting on

Dillon’s left side.

Their task was usually to get women drunk. Usually, they succeeded.

Dillon was not in a hurry either. The night was still young. They casually chatted away.

Peyton glanced at his hand. His hand was almost touching the inside of Brynn’s thigh.

Brynn clearly felt very upset, but she didn’t dare to defy Dillon. So, she had no choice but to force a

smile.

“Mr. McKinney, how have you been considering the contract? If you don’t help me soon, I will be fired,”

Brynn said coyly.

Dillon also didn’t know what he had done with his hand. They only heard Brynn let out a cry.

Dillon happily said, “Brynn, if you are too impatient, it will be difficult to succeed. Whether we can reach

cooperation depends on your -sincerity.”

Brynn’s gaze turned towards Peyton. “Peyton, Mr. McKinney said it depends on our sincerity.”

Peyton smirked. “Brynn, I understood.”

Dillon watched as Peyton suddenly stood up. Her stunning face and fair swan–like neck resembled a

beautiful landscape painting.

Dillon felt a little excited at the thought of having such a stunning beauty tonight.

Dillon wondered, “I wonder what Peyton’s means of showing goodwill are? Is she going to offer me a

drink or feed me?”

Dillon’s mind wandered.

Peyton put a piece of meat onto Dillon’s plate. “Mr. McKinney, please eat.”

Dillon froze as he saw Peyton continuously piling more meat onto his plate. The meat formed a small

mountain on his plate. “What am I doing? Look at your plate! Are we not sincere enought? If it’s not,

there’s more here. It’s all for you.”