CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 65: SET UP

It might be the wit she developed back then!

Handling customers who wanted to take advantage of her was mostly within her capability. Of course, luck played a part as well.

She knew she couldn’t always rely on good luck, so after graduating from college and finding a job, she left there, but her friend Yasmine Thorne continued to work there part-time every night despite having a daytime job.

Her situation was slightly different; she had a frail brother to take care of...

Seven minutes later, Laura Quincy returned to the banquet hall. As soon as Mr. George saw her, he had the waiter pour her a drink, claiming they must drink until they’re merry tonight.

Laura understood this wasn’t a nightclub where her usual tricks would work, so she could only smile and say, "Alright! But I have an upset stomach tonight, and this red wine isn’t for chugging. Mr. George, you’re a Gaulish gentleman with exquisite taste! We should take it slow."

Mr. George immediately beamed; who doesn’t like being complimented, especially by a beautiful woman!

Even Vice President Yates standing aside was a bit impressed with Laura. Most girls in such situations would be helpless, but Mr. George had long since grown a belly from years of drinking, and considering his age, no young girl would fancy him.

Unless she’s the type who’s blinded by money...

From Laura’s behavior, she clearly wasn’t the latter.

It shows that she’s a very clever and adaptable girl, knowing how to adjust her emotions according to the setting. Even when faced with things she doesn’t wish to do, she doesn’t make it apparent and deftly avoids them...

How rare!

This translation team indeed needs such clever talents!

In future work, meeting a variety of partners is inevitable; a translator capable of flexible responses is certainly much better than a rigid one.

Thinking of this, he felt Laura was a highly adaptable employee.

Laura had no idea that her actions just made resigning even harder...

Mr. George enthusiastically said, "Of course! Red wine should be savored slowly. Why don’t we continue in a room?"

Laura smiled charmingly, "What room? That’s no fun at all! Let’s go to the deck for drinks! With the sea breeze blowing and the night view, it’s wonderful!"

She spoke while suppressing her disgust, guessing that back home she’d probably vomit up all of last night’s dinner...

Vice President Yates couldn’t help but mentally give Laura 32 likes; she pivoted so cleverly! He almost wanted to applaud her!

It seems she won’t suffer tonight.

He then said, "Since Mr. George is in such great spirits, I won’t disturb the two of you."

As he left, he didn’t forget to give Laura a look, hinting she should keep Mr. George company.

Laura maintained a pleasant demeanor outwardly, but inwardly she cursed Vice President Yates fiercely! So men can’t handle things and want women to step in?

Leaving her alone at the mouth of a shark?

Thinking about it, she was incredibly angry!

But given the current situation, she had to endure it for now.

Upon hearing this, Mr. George was already grinning ear to ear, thinking Vice President Yates had been very considerate, as that was exactly what he wanted!

After everyone else left, Laura had no choice but to follow Mr. George to the deck, where the cabin server arranged a table and chairs for them, considerately placing a bouquet of roses.

Laura wished she could throw the roses into the sea; they were such an eyesore!

Mr. George, however, was grinning brightly, seemingly anticipating a lovely night.

One drink in, Laura realized she couldn’t have any more, so she made an excuse to visit the restroom again, giving Mr. George a chance to drug her.

Only this way could she quickly resolve the situation.

Otherwise, how long were they going to drink?

Upon returning from the restroom, Laura noticed Mr. George grinning more than ever, so she picked up her wine glass and gave it a swirl, also wanting to catch its scent.

Though many drugs these days are colorless and odorless, during her part-time job at the nightclub, she had learned a way to detect such things.

So by gently swirling it, she could tell whether or not something had been added to her drink.

And indeed!

Without a word, she set down the glass and rested her right hand on her cheek, her moist black eyes gazing into the distance as she mused aloud, "Wow! The night view is stunning!"

Sitting opposite her, Mr. George couldn’t help but turn his head to look forward when he heard her comment.

In those few seconds, Laura swiftly swapped her glass with Mr. George’s...

This sleight of hand for swapping wine glasses was something she and Yasmine Thorne had practiced. After all, with so many hidden traps to guard against in nightclubs, had it not been for these self-preservation skills, they would have long been tricked and taken advantage of.

Because this kind of part-time job was risky, Nina had always advised against continuing, but at that time Laura had to earn her own living expenses; a weekend cafe job couldn’t cover a month’s living costs.

So when she saw a sign at the nightclub recruiting part-time beer girls, she and Yasmine went for it.

Looking back, she’s not regretful of her part-time job experience, because those two years taught her many skills.

Perhaps it’s in such environments that one grows the fastest!

George took only two seconds before turning back, eagerly lifting his glass, "Come on, this time take a big sip."

Laura Quincy lowered her gaze, a trace of an indistinguishable cold smile slipping by. Although it was disgusting that the glass had been used by someone else, it was still better than drinking wine laced with something.

Half a glass of wine in, George started to shout that he had drunk too much and needed to return to his room to rest, trying to lean on Laura as he spoke...

Laura cleverly called a male waiter over to support him. Although George was unwilling, the thought of the woman being his as soon as they got to the room made him particularly excited!

They had just entered the room when George impatiently tried to kiss Laura. She quickly dodged and, holding back her nausea, said, "Mr. George, you haven’t taken a bath yet! You should bathe first; what’s the rush?"

Her voice was charming and playful, and it almost made George’s bones turn to jelly.

Thinking to himself that the beauty couldn’t escape anyway, a bath seemed appropriate...

Watching him enter the bathroom, Laura’s mind began racing, what should she do next? She couldn’t offend him, yet she couldn’t throw herself into the lion’s den either...

She needed to think of a win-win solution!

Just as she became increasingly anxious, there was a knock on the door. Thinking it was the waiter, she quickly walked over to open it.

The result—

The person standing outside was The Demon King!

Jason Hawthorne stared at Laura with a dark face, pulling her out of the room with a fierce grip, harshly questioning, "You’re quite bold, aren’t you?"

Laura was baffled by his yelling, feeling wronged!

After all, she was just a small translator, suddenly burdened with such a huge responsibility, as if it would be her fault if the contract couldn’t be signed...

She soon retorted with irritation, "Isn’t it because you all forced me! What could a mere translator possibly do? Do you think I can leave just because I want to?"

Jason’s face turned grim, "Why didn’t you tell me?"

Laura became even angrier, "Tell you? Would that have helped? What are you to me? As a company translator, can I resist what the leadership asks me to do?"

Jason’s dark eyes contained a smoldering fire, "You’re unbelievably bold! Do you really think your little clever tricks can get you away from Mr. George?"

Laura felt even more aggrieved, "Then what can I do?"

Unconsciously, she showed a bit of a coy attitude that only a little woman would have toward Jason. After all, no matter how calm she was, she was still a little woman in this situation, hoping for a shoulder to lean on...

Seeing her full of grievance, Jason restrained himself from continuing to scold her, "Where’s Mr. George?"

Laura pouted, "He’s in the bath. He drank the wine I swapped, so the effects should be about to kick in. You better come up with a plan quickly! Otherwise, if the contract falls through, they’ll blame me for screwing it up, and I can’t bear that responsibility."

Upon hearing this, Jason couldn’t help but say, "You’re quite clever!"

Laura curled her lips, "Of course! How can one walk through life without learning some skills for self-preservation?"

Jason glanced at her with a bit of surprise. This was the first time he encountered a woman with such a character; perhaps because he had never been around women who had to struggle and worry for their livelihood.

People living in different environments naturally experience different things.

He then said, "Let’s go!"

After pulling Laura away, Jason didn’t forget to have someone send a beautiful young woman into George’s room. Having drunk the doctored wine, he’d likely not have a peaceful night.

He actually dared to drug Laura?

Thinking about it, if the little woman hadn’t been sharp, she could have already been...

He couldn’t even begin to imagine that scene.

This time, George was going to learn a thing or two!

After leaving the ship, Laura couldn’t quite describe the feeling she had toward the man beside her. Did he just happen to show up on time?

Or did he come specifically to save her?

For a moment, her feelings were a little mixed.

Throughout the drive back to the city from the seaside, Laura turned to look out at the bright lights outside the window without saying a word. It was quite fortunate to escape tonight’s danger...

Jason was never one to talk much, and now he drove in silence.

After entering the city, he spoke in a deep voice, "Want to eat something?"

Had he not asked, she might not have realized that she was indeed a bit hungry. She hadn’t really eaten anything on the boat, just a few glasses of red wine, and now her stomach was growling.

But at this hour, many places were probably closed!

"Just grab some barbecue at a roadside stall or something."

After saying that, Laura realized that The Demon King might not be accustomed to roadside stalls. After all, he had been living in comfort since childhood, unlike her, who was used to enduring all sorts of hardships.

Jason didn’t respond, but drove to a small roadside shop. This area wasn’t a bustling district, yet the shop was surrounded by various kinds of cars, and the customers inside kept coming and going.

Laura was a bit surprised that Jason would bring her here, but upon entering, she discovered a unique setting. The entrance might have been modestly decorated, but everything inside was exquisitely arranged, leading them through a corridor to a private room inside.