Chapter 1184

Kasie withdrew her hand, her fingers trembling.

‘What are you doing? He’s married to your best friend. Stop!’ she said to herself.

She sprang to her feet, hurried to the window, and started to play games on her phone to cover her

nervousness and get her mind off this gorgeous man.

On the fifth floor of the Alioth Building

Debbie got to the booth early. The manager who led her there told her it was an exclusive booth for

Carlos.

Angela’s Library

She smiled happily. Carlos cared about her after all.

She waited for more than an hour for Elmer. She knew he was just trying to make things more difficult.

But she had to put up with it because she was the problem.

“Mr. Elmer, so glad you came. I apologize for what I did. I’m so sorry.” For the sake of her career,

Debbie swallowed her pride and apologized profusely

Elmer shook hands with her and chided, “I’ve done business with everyone from superstars down to

indie artists. None of them were as irresponsible as you.”

Debbie was embarrassed.

“I’m sorry. I had an emergency. Something happened to my friend and I had to go help her. It was

literally a matter of life and death. Please have a seat, Mr. Elmer, so I can make up for it.”

Her sincerity appeased Elmer a little. He sat opposite her, looked at his watch, and said grumpily, “I

have another dinner to go to. You have twenty minutes.”

“Okay,” she smiled. Then she turned to the waiter and said, “Please bring Elmer one of your finest

vintages.” As soon as she said that, something occurred to her.

“Mr. Elmer, would you like wine or liquor?” she asked politely.

Elmer raised one eyebrow and said readily, “This place has a kind of special liquor, a private reserve.

It’s divine, Like nectar of the gods. I’d like a bottle of that.”

‘Private reserve?’ Debbie had never had a glass. Nor did she know anything about it. But since Elmer

had asked for it, she didn’t think it mattered, as Long as Elmer was happy.

“Bring two,” she said to the waiter.

The liquor was brought to the table quickly. Debbie filled Elmer’s glass and said, “Mr. Elmer, please

have a taste.”

Elmer touched his potbelly and smiled faintly, “I’ve had more than a few glasses over the years.” It

meant he knew damn well how it tasted.

Debbie forced herself to smile.

“Right. What was I thinking? Mr. Elmer has been around the world. Of course you’d know.” She raised

her glass.

“To your health, Mr. Elmer.”

They clinked their glasses. Elmer gulped his liquor down

Debbie only sipped a little. She hadn’t come for drinks but to make sure he wouldn’t terminate the

contract. If it took some alcohol, so be it.