Chapter 46
Donald shot Irene a stiff glance and taunted, “I actually wouldn’t mind breaking your neck right now.”
Patting her chest exaggeratingly, Irene pretended to be frightened. “Oh, no! Help me, Oliver! I’m so scared. He’s going to break my neck.”
After a brief pause, she threw her gaze back at Donald and went on, “So, how was my acting? I do have the potential to be a superstar, right? I’m signing a contract with Donter Pictures tomorrow morning, so the next time you see me acting like this, it’ll be on TV.”
Donald merely put on a sarcastic smile and stared at Oliver instead. “I’m so done speaking nonsense with you. I told you before to fulfill Rafe’s compensation in three days, so tomorrow will be your last day.”
Oliver, in turn, guffawed at that. “I’m not paying anyone anything. What are you going to do, hmm?”
As he spoke, his breath quickened, for he saw a group of people approaching the entrance from the main hall, and all of them wore a stern mien.
To his dismay, his boss, Johnny, the chairman of Johnny’s Antiques, was among them.
Oliver instantly whispered, “Quick! You two need to go now! My boss is here. I need to make a good impression, and he hates employees who fool around!”
The ladies trotted away immediately and hailed a taxi before vanishing into the traffic.
Oliver titivated himself, composing himself to welcome his boss’ arrival.
Donald snuck a peek at Charles and the gang in the main hall before diverting his gaze back at Oliver. “I have nothing else to say to you. Pay up tomorrow, or there will be hell to pay.”
Oliver was infuriated by his threat. Pointing at Donald, Oliver yelled, “Who the heck do you think you are? Do you believe that I can just send you to hell tonight?”
He then continued to bellow intentionally, “Besides, you haven’t even learned what I’ve got. Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to do anything to you?”
Oliver was pretty smug with his own actions.
Johnny never liked his employees fooling around, but he would favor the employees who were aggressive and ruthless. From his perspective, when it came to antique trading, having a feeble personality would do more harm than good. On top of that, having loose relationships would only attract unnecessary attention. That alone was his taboo.
For that reason, Oliver spared no effort to put up a conspicuous act and show off in front of his boss. My boss, Mr. Green. Look at me! Look at how impressive I can be!
From afar, Charles spotted that scene, his eyes burning with murderous intent.
Both Johnny and Joshua had no idea that the man standing before them was the lord that Charles had mentioned. They also completely ignored Oliver.
Just then, Lana piped up, “Is he one of your employees, Mr. Green?”
Johnny nodded. “Yes, he is, Ms. Collins. What happened?”
Lana complained, “He insulted my bodyguard.”
As soon as she said that, Charles was taken aback.
Since when is Lord Campbell Lana’s bodyguard?
He then stared at Lord Campbell with total admiration.
At that moment, he reckoned that Lord Campbell was very professional, to the extent of becoming a bodyguard for the sake of flirting.
So, Lord Campbell is really into this kind of relationship?
The more he dwelled on that thought, the more excited he felt.
Images of a bodyguard stealing the heart of their employer instantly washed over Charles’ mind.
Charles wished to summon Zayne right away and discuss all over again whether Lord Campbell and Lana had slept together.
As Johnny heard Lana’s accusation, he shrugged and tried to brush her off. “This guy is my executive at Johnny’s Antiques, and he’s first-class at gathering antiques. Never mind your bodyguard, for it was just an insult, anyway. Don’t take it to heart.”
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