In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 562 Do You Want Me to Pester You

"It's not confirmed yet, so I can't say." Timothy wanted to keep it a secret.

Grace chuckled. The next second, she thought of someone. Could Timothy's mystery woman be Noelle?

After bantering back and forth, it seemed like they had become friends.

But Grace had something on her mind. After sitting there for a while, she decided to leave.

Timothy quickly stopped her. "The investment bank has been swamped recently, and yet I still find time to drink. Is Amirate Corporation that busy that you can't even sit for a while?"

"I haven't slept all night. I need to catch up on some sleep."

Frederick also chimed in. "You're the boss at work, so you can sleep whenever you want. Come on, finish your drink before you go."

Grace frowned. "Are you trying to get me drunk?"

"That's not what we mean."

Timothy pushed her back down, winking suggestively. "We haven't seen each other in so long. Let's chat."

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Meanwhile, at the club's entrance, a black Porsche pulled up. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Two minutes later, a Maybach followed. Hazel got out first and opened the door. "Ms. Lewis is inside."

Xander nodded and entered, showing his gold card.

"What are you guys talking about?"

A calm male voice sounded, and everyone looked up to see Benjamin pulling up a chair and sitting down, his expression relaxed.

Grace was surprised and exchanged a glance with Lydia.

Timothy hid nothing and said straightforwardly, "We've been waiting for you. The food is cold now."

Since he was no longer interested in Grace, he had decided to support his friend and help him get together with her. Hence, he had called Benjamin as soon as he had seen Grace.

Benjamin had immediately headed over, but it had taken him half an hour to get there.

He replied, "There was some traffic on the way."

Grace took a deep breath and stood up with Lydia. "I really need to go. I'm extremely tired."

But Timothy and Frederick blocked her path. "Don't go. We've finally met after so long. Let's chat a bit."

After saying this, they pulled Lydia aside. "We'll go for a walk."

Lydia looked back and exclaimed, "Hey!"

With that, only Benjamin and Grace were left in the booth.

Benjamin sat at the exit, blocking the way out. He looked at Grace's worn-out face and said, "I can help you with the overseas e-commerce clients."

Grace frowned and looked down at him. The bright lights illuminated his face, and his determination was clear.

"Are you threatening me?"

"It's not like that. Consider it as compensation for the scandal about Byte Technologies."

Grace got tired of standing and sat down. "I don't need your help. I can handle it myself. Besides, your compensation lacks sincerity."

Instead of getting angry, Benjamin was rather patient. "What do you want? Just name it."

"I don't want anything. I just want to cut ties with you." Grace spoke clearly without beating around the bush.

Amidst the bright lights and noise, Benjamin's face froze for a moment. Then, he asked, "Do you want me to continue bothering you like this?"

Grace frowned and answered, "Of course not."

"Then, hear me out."

She remained seated, partially because she was doubtful about what he had to say and partially because Lydia wasn't there.

"You were at Hawkins Group for years, so you should be familiar with our clients. If you can persuade them to join, it wouldn't be bad for Amirate Corporation or Byte Technologies. Why refuse?"

Benjamin took out an unopened bottle of wine. With a simple tap against the corner of the table, the cap fell to the floor.

Grace rubbed her temples and said, "Of course, I know. I just don't want to owe you any favors."

Benjamin paused for a moment. Then, he said, "Matthew came to personally thank me today. He wants to sweep away all our past grudges.

"Grace, you should know that in business, there are no eternal enemies. Is it worth it to refuse these benefits for my sake?"

"It's worth it."

The one who spoke wasn't Grace.