CHAPTER 155: THE DINNER PARTY

Yohan stepped out of the elevator, walking to Helen’s apartment.

He had told Emily that he could get the money before the week ended, but to be honest, he wasn’t so certain.

If Helen or Gunjoo failed to come through for him, then he would be in an even more unfortunate situation.

He needed to make sure that she’d be willing, so he needed to be twice as impressive today.

’But why did she make me dress so officially?’ he wondered as he rang the doorbell.

For some reason, Helen had sent him a black, expensive-looking suit, insisting that he wore it when he came to see her.

It took a while before she came to the door.

"You are here early..." she said softly.

Yohan was stunned by the beautiful black glitter dress she wore. She also had a bit of extra makeup on.

"You look beautiful..." he confessed.

Her cheeks flushed red as she stared into his dreamy eyes; she felt butterflies flutter in her chest.

"T-Thank you," she said after a few seconds.

"You also look very good in a suit," she added.

There was something magnetic about the way the suit sat on him—not too tight, not too loose, just right enough to whisper that it had been made for no one else. The fabric flowed over his build with quiet grace, every button and seam aligning like it was part of his anatomy.

"Thanks," he said proudly; it had been a long while since he was last in an attire like this. "How did you get to know my size?"

"I just sent my tailor the pictures I took of you while you were sleeping," she said casually.

"And he was able to perfectly get my size like this?" He was still finding it difficult to believe.

"He’s a really good tailor," she said lightly before heading back in.

"Come inside and wait, I’m almost done getting ready," she added.

Yohan was following her when her words from earlier replayed in his head.

"Wait, did you say pictures of me while I was sleeping?"

"Yes, I take pictures of you sometimes. I have a small collection already. Not naked pictures, of course..."

She paused, "...okay, there might be a few, but it’s mostly just cute photos of you sleeping."

"W-Why the hell would you do that?"

He was dumbfounded, and even more astonished by the fact she was saying this so casually

"Even if I wasn’t naked, it’s not okay to take pictures of someone sleeping!... isn’t something like this even considered a crime?"

But Helen didn’t answer and just continued heading to her room.

He just sighed. ’She’s always full of crazy surprises.’

After a while, they were in his car with Yohan driving. He kept on stealing glances at the composed, sexy woman sitting beside him.

’Who can tell that behind that pretty face and big boobs there’s all this craziness?’

"Why are you staring at me like that?" She caught his gaze.

"Nothing," he exhaled. "You haven’t told me where we are headed."

"We are going to see my friends. I told them I had a new man, so they wanted to meet you."

"Oh... I thought we were going to talk about the offer I told you earlier."

"We still are. In fact, that is one of the reasons we are going here. You said you needed investors, right? Well, these women we are going to see all have the capacity to be an investor."

"Two of them are just coming out of a very profitable divorce, while the last one is married to the owner of a foreign cruise line. If you can just convince them, I’m sure you’ll get the money you need."

"Oh, that sounds great," Yohan said cheerfully. Who knew she was thinking of ways to help him.

"I already tried talking to them about it, but they didn’t want to listen since I mentioned it was for you," she continued.

"Why?" Yohan wondered.

"Well, when they heard you were younger, they started thinking that you are with me because of my money. I tried explaining to them, but they can be a bit overprotective."

"If they didn’t listen to you, then how do you expect me to convince them?"

She sighed, "To be honest, I don’t know. You’ll just have to explain it and try to make them listen."

’Damn, that sounds like a lot of work,’ he sighed.

He drove until he arrived at the location, and to his surprise, it was a place he was very familiar with.

It was the Grand Palace Hotel, the one owned by the Michael Group Holdings.

They went to the restaurant and walked up to a table with three stunning women.

"Helen, you are finally here," one of the women got up to her feet and hugged her excitedly. She had beautiful blonde hair and wore a stunning blue dress.

"Nice to see you too, Diane," She said lightly with a small smile.

After that, they all sat down.

"Everyone, this is Yohan," she introduced him.

"He really is handsome," one of the other women said boldly. She was probably the prettiest out of the three with her black hair and sharp red lipstick that matched with her dress.

"I can’t deny it," the last one also agreed. "I was wondering how he managed to get past your defenses, but after seeing him, I can see why you would want him in-between your legs." she let out a small laugh.

So did the other ladies.

"Stop teasing, Adele," Diane, the lady with the blonde hair, said after.

"Yohan, these are my friends, Diane, Adele, and Kate."

Adele was also pretty with her flowery dress and big breasts, but Yohan still thought Kate was the prettiest. She had deep blue eyes that could capture the heart of any man.

They were all wives to some of the richest men on earth so it made sense for them to all be pretty.

"Pleased to meet you ladies," he replied nicely. "And thank you for letting me crash your dinner party."

"It’s fine, honestly, we wanted to meet the man who stole our friend’s heart," Diane said.

With the way she spoke and her bubbly personality, Yohan could immediately tell she was the one with the most energy there and also probably the youngest in the group.

It also didn’t look like she was the one he had to worry about.

He was doing his best to observe each of them, so it would be easier for him to convince them. For now, he was trying not to rush, he would take his time and let the night unravel.