Chapter 481



A portly man sat alone, with no one nearby to keep him company. Despite wearing a suit, it was oddly wrinkled, making him look strangely out of place—and almost comical.

The man tilted his head back, squinting as he stared at Kallie, as if he was assessing a commodity. Kallie felt a shiver of unease run down her spine, but she maintained her composure.

This could still be her potential client, and she wasn’t about to jeopardize the deal. Otherwise, she would have walked away without hesitation.

The man remained silent, his eyes fixed on Kallie as he broke into a laugh. Kallie found his behavior unsettling, but she remained courteous, sitting across from him with a polite smile as she poured him a cup of coffee. She was eager to conclude the business swiftly and leave this unsettling encounter.

Kallie cut to the chase. “I understand you’re interested in placing a significant order but seem hesitant about signing the contract. Could you share what’s causing your hesitation? Rest assured, whatever the issue may be, we can resolve it through negotiation. Is it the price or the style?”

The man’s laughter echoed through the room, a grating sound that grated on her nerves. He stood up and sat beside her, his bulk pressing against Kallie.

Kallie gripped the cup tightly, her knuckles white, resisting the urge to douse the man with the scalding coffee. Then, his hand slithered around her waist, his touch slimy—a reptilian invasion.

Kallie reacted swiftly, delivering a sharp slap to the man. With a steely gaze, Kallie questioned, “Are we here to talk business or not?”

The man sneered, his tone dripping with condescension. “Business? What business are you talking about? You must be joking. I know women like you, playing this innocent role to get closer because I’ve got money. I’m not Frank, and you can drop the act.”

Under Kallie’s shocked gaze, the man’s laughter grew more lewd and repulsive. “But I find you quite beautiful. Even though your approach is low, it’s not a problem; I can overlook it.”

Kallie was baffled. This wasn’t her client, Frank? What had happened? Did she get in the wrong room? Impossible. There was only one VIP room in this restaurant.

Ignoring the disgusting man, Kallie stood up and attempted to call the receptionist. The man’s hefty body leaned over her, accompanied by an overpowering, repulsive odor.

The man gasped, his hands roaming over her body with an unsettling urgency in his voice. “I’ve already said it doesn’t bother me. Cut the act and let’s wrap this up quickly; I have someone else to meet.”

“Let go of me!” Kallie shouted, her voice a desperate plea, as she struggled.

But the man still refused to release her. Desperation flared within Kallie as she lifted her knee sharply, her high heel digging into his shin.

The man finally released her, wincing in pain, and Kallie seized the chance to fling open the door and escape. She burst into the hallway, only to collide with someone outside.

“Wait, my fans! Today I’m meeting with a big supporter from the fan group who has always been there for me. Everyone… Ouch!”

Feel the thrill at g aln ov el s . com In the ensuing chaos, the two almost tumbled to the floor. Kallie steadied herself and recognized the person she had collided with immediately—it was Jenny.

Jenny was streaming live to her audience, her phone camera catching every detail. Kallie’s hair was disheveled, her expression frantic.

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