Chapter 183 Women
“I’ve reached an agreement with a third-party construction company. You should approach them and socialize with them.” A stern voice came from the other end of the line.
Hearing that, Hector knitted his brows. “But I’m going to meet Ysabel now. Ask them to come to Nocturne Karaoke Bar, Room 888.”
“Okay.” The call ended abruptly.
It did not take long for Winston and Derrick to walk into the room.
Derrick was Donald’s close cousin, but he joined Gideon and betrayed his own grandfather, Raymond.
“I’m Winston Campbell from Gideon Construction.” Winston and Hector exchanged handshakes.
“Derrick Campbell,” said Derrick as he removed his earphones.
With a smile, Hector asked, “Why are there only the two of you?”
“Middle-aged men aren’t used to these occasions. It’s enough for us young people to get to know each other better. I’ll pick up the bill tonight,” responded Winston.
Hector did not refuse.
Moments later, Winston inquired, “Are you waiting for someone, Mr. Zahn?”
“Yes, I’m waiting for a woman who’s forty minutes late,” answered Hector.
“A woman who can make you wait for forty minutes must not be an ordinary woman.” Winston sat down with a grin on his face and scanned around the room. Finally, his gaze fell upon the woman who wore a camisole and hot pants.
Naturally, Cassie felt his gaze, but she was not annoyed by it. Instead, she puffed out her chest.
“You’re Cassie Zogby, right?” Winston queried politely.
“Yes. You are?” The woman looked at him, feeling puzzled.
Crossing his fingers, Winston explained, “Strictly speaking, we’re in the same trade. Your father, Mr. Justin Zogby, is mainly doing overpass construction, and we’ve cooperated before.”
Immediately, Cassie stood up politely and uttered, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Derrick, who was sitting beside Winston, could not help but feel envious.
As expected of people from prominent families, they can already take it upon themselves at the age of twenty to socialize and entertain guests flawlessly. A commoner like me can never compare with them.
“Let me call Ysabel,” suggested another girl.
Instantaneously, Hector glanced at the girl with satisfaction. “Okay, Joyce. Call her now.”
Joyce Kramer was excited and swiftly picked up her phone to dial Ysabel’s number.
“Hello, Ysabel. Hector has been waiting for you for more than forty minutes. Why haven’t you arrived yet?” she questioned reproachfully.
Soon, a response came from the other end. “I’m so sorry. I’m waiting for my cousin-in-law to pick me up. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”
Cousin-in-law?
In an instant, Hector’s gaze darkened. He was well aware of Ysabel’s family background.
Her father died when she was young, and she was raised by her mother. Hence, the family had simple social relationships.
“Since when does she have a brother-in-law?” asked Hector in a cold voice.
“Hurry up. I’ll hang up first,” Joyce urged.
After twenty minutes, Ysabel finally pushed open the door of the private room and stepped in with Donald.
She was tall and slender with a height of one point seven five meters, just five centimeters shorter than Donald.
She looked energetic and attractive, exuding a youthful aura.
Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she did not put on any makeup. Even so, she looked a lot prettier than Cassie.
As soon as she entered the room, she smiled widely and seemed very happy, revealing her neat rows of pearly teeth. “I’m sorry that I’m late. All of you must have waited for a long time.”
Subsequently, she pulled Donald, who was behind her, closer and linked arms with him. “Let me introduce you. This is my cousin-in-law, Donald Campbell.”
Hector did not stand up but fixated his eyes on her arm that was holding Donald’s.
Cousin-in-law? Why do they look so intimate?
When Winston saw Donald, he was stunned for a moment and asked disdainfully, “Why are you here, Donald?”
