In the Lap of Luxury

Since it was a place where social events were held, it naturally involved women and alcohol.

The room was filled with alluring music, and beautiful women stood in a row.

Hazel bent down to pour a drink for Sean. "I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Brooke. I finally got to meet you today. You truly live up to your name. Let me make a toast to you." With a gentle expression, Sean pushed the glass away with a smile. "Xander came in person. This drink should be for him."

Hazel hesitated and looked at the man behind her.

Though Xander's eyes flashed with a cold glint, his expression remained respectful.

He took the glass. "Mr. Brooke is my senior. All things considered, I should be drinking this."

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Sean clapped his hands approvingly. "Xander, I have to say, Jake is doing better than you in recent years."

To reach his current position as Fulton Group's president, Xander had stepped on numerous people and brushed aside many personal relationships. Sean was one of them.

Dissatisfied with the materials provided by Sean, Xander had consistently avoided appointing him for the projects contracted by Fulton Group.

When the subway project had fallen into Jake's hands, he had immediately capitalized on it and signed a contract with Sean.

This had created a dilemma that Xander was facing today. He was forced to apologize.

"Jake is known for being considerate. I'm indeed inferior to him in some ways. That's why I'm here to apologize to you, Mr. Brooke."

Xander smiled faintly. "Feel free to choose any of these beauties. All the expenses tonight are on me."

All the women were stunning and elegant.

"Since you said so, it would be impolite for me to refuse." Sean reclined on the couch.

After glancing at the women, he beckoned with his finger. "You."

The woman delightedly sat on Sean's lap.

Hazel also breathed a sigh of relief.

"My men are not sensible enough. Please forgive us for any inconvenience caused." Xander played with the whiskey glass in his hand "Give me a definite answer. When can the construction start?"

Sean observed Xander under the colorful lights. It was said that Xander was ruthless, but now he seemed quite amiable. Sean chuckled. "One is not enough."

Xander raised an eyebrow.

"Your secretary looks quite good. I like her. Let me have her, and we'll start the construction tomorrow."

Shocked, Hazel instinctively looked at Xander.

Xander's smile disappeared from his face. "You want to have a mistress?"

Sean burst into laughter. "You can ask around. I've been doing this for many years. Why are you surprised?"

Seeing Xander put down his glass, Hazel suppressed her fear. She sat beside Sean and massaged his thighs.

"Mr. Brooke, I'm honored that you favor me. But I have a contract with Fulton Group, and not working would be a breach of contract."

"I'll pay the penalty for your breach of contract. It just depends on whether Mr. Fulton is willing to let you go."

Sean embraced Hazel with one arm, his eyes fixed on Xander.

The other lady sensed the danger and quickly tried to please Sean. "Hazel only knows how to be a secretary. How can she serve you better than me, Mr. Brooke? Don't you like me?" She was specially trained to have a voice that could make people melt.

However, Sean remained unmoved. He was clearly targeting Xander.

If it had been anyone else, Xander might have complied with his request. But everyone knew that Hazel was Xander's most trusted secretary. Giving her away would be a slap in his face.

"Mr. Brooke," Xander smiled and said, "Are you not afraid I'll change the material supplier for this project?"

Sean looked at him for a moment and laughed.

"What nonsense are you talking

about? The contract has been signed and stamped with your company's seal. If there's a delay in the construction, you'll be fully responsible for it."