CHAPTER 98 - HOW DO YOU LET ME HELP YOU?

At this time, Yvette Jordan was sitting at table No.3. Chuck Cannon, led by the waiter, sat down alone and looked at Yvette from a distance.

Chuck was thinking. Yvette suddenly needed money, and now she was treating someone to dinner in a five-star hotel. Was this a business matter, or something else?"

"What would you like to drink?" The waiter asked politely.

"Fruit juice please," Chuck said.

"We have watermelon juice. Would you like to have that?"

"Sure."

"Please wait a minute." The waiter left politely.

Chuck continued to watch Yvette. Yvette didn't have any special makeup on today, she looked as usual. But today, she looked particularly attractive in the pair of skinny jeans, which made her thighs appear firm. Her silhouette was perfect.

As Chuck had his eyes fixed on Yvette, he also took his time to enjoy this beautiful sight. The wife whom he had hugged for so long while sleeping was indeed attractive.

However, at this time, Chuck's mobile phone beeped. He clicked on it and found that it was a WeChat message from Lara Jane. She said she was very sorry for not replying until now, and there were a series of crying emoji that followed. She was apologizing.

Lara had been angry all the time and had no time to look at her mobile phone. After being busy with things in the shop for a while, she grew bored and looked at her mobile phone. Then, she realized that the "Local Tyrant" had actually asked her out for the night.

She was pleasantly surprised. However, when she saw that it was sent last night, she was devastated and regretted not checking her phone.

Now, she hated Chuck even more. If it hadn't been for Chuck yesterday, would she have fought with that woman? Would she have gone for a drink? She would have slept with the "Local Tyrant" that night.

She was nervously waiting for the "Local Tyrant" to reply to the message. However, at this time, Chuck's mind was focused on Yvette. How would he have time to play with Lara? He ignored her.

However, Lara who did not receive a reply from the "Local Tyrant" grew anxious and panicked. Oh, no, is the "Local Tyrant" angry?

This made her get even more annoyed at Chuck: "It's all because of you!

The 'Local Tyrant' has now ignored me!"

Lara was puzzled. She wanted to apologize to the "Local Tyrant". Then, she saw that her cousin was busy, so she went into the bathroom, took a nude photo of herself, and clicked 'send'.

It was only the upper part of her body. She couldn't bring herself to take a photo of the lower part of her body.

Chuck received the message and clicked open the attached picture. However, after glancing at it once, he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Chuck had already seen several photos of Lara. Although they were still eye-catching, after seeing these photos and continuously looking at them, he had lost his curiosity. He just wanted to see some other parts...

The "Local Tyrant" still hadn't replied to her message.

Lara was disappointed. At the same time, she was so angry at Chuck and had the urge to go look for Chuck to vent her anger again. It was so frustrating!

She prayed in her heart, Local Tyrant" Please don't be angry.

She began to send apology messages continuously. More than a dozen of her words were pleading. She had never been so humble before.

She found that she had really fallen for the "Local Tyrant".

She really enjoyed this kind of relationship. She wondered what the "Local Tyrant" would look like. Looking at the profile picture of the"Local Tyrant" on WeChat, Lara was both disappointed and expectant.

Chuck glanced briefly at the messages a few times and felt funny.

Lara could really apologize humbly, and beg for forgiveness? If she knew that the person she had begged for forgiveness was the same person she had always looked down upon. He didn't know what expression she would have on her face.

Chuck put away his phone and ignored Lara. He continued to watch Yvette. At this time, a man and a woman in glamorous outfits were finally being led to the table.

Chuck let out a sigh Of relief. The woman was Kendra Wendel, Yvette's university classmate, while the man was her husband, Darrel Mate.

Kendra was an average student in college, but she had found a good husband. Her husband Darrel was a big shot of a training company, one of the most famous trainers in the United States. He had his own company and business was doing very well.

In fact, Yvette had spent money to invite him to come and help her advertise for her company. However, the advertising fee was very high, and it would cost 600,000 dollars!

This was also a friendship price, and Yvette had been trying to secure this appointment for a long time.

Yvette invested a lot in the company recently, therefore she had spent a lot of her money unconsciously. However, Yvette believed that there would be returns if she worked hard for it. She invested all her money and believed that the company would definitely grow. She was determined.

Kendra and Darrel sat down at the table.

To be honest, when Kendra saw Yvette now, she was very jealous.

She was jealous not for anything else but because of Yvette's appearance and figure. After several years, Yvette had not changed at all. On the contrary, she had grown even more beautiful than before. After all, Yvette was one of the four-campus belles of their university at that time!

With Yvette's current appearance, the other three campus belle was nowhere near.

However, Kendra suddenly laughed in her heart.

She did not see anything valuable about Yvette. The fragrance on her body was not from Chanel, and the bag was not a Hermes. She looked very ordinary. Everything on her including the watch could not be more than 20,000 or 30,000 dollars.

All that was not as valuable as her handbag. She only looked beautiful and had a good figure.

Kendra had a sense of superiority in her heart. So what if she was beautiful? She had no money!

She jeered in her heart. The reason why she came here was to humiliate Yvette. All because, when she was in university, the boy she liked actually had a crush on Yvette.

Now that she had become like this, Kendra was delighted. "Long time no see. Yvette, you're getting more beautiful, and your figure is getting hotter. I'm not as good as you. I just came back from a vacation in the Maldives a few days ago. After staying there for a few days, I put on a few pounds. In a few days, I'll travel to Europe again. I've to think about the next travel destinations all day. Oh, it's so tiring."

Yvette smiled. "Is Maldives fun?"

"Of course it's fun." Kendra was even more pleased. She bet Yvette hadn't been to the Maldives before. And it's very expensive to stay in a five-star hotel!

"Haven't you been there yet? You should have said it earlier. The next time I go, I will take you with me.

The scenery there is so beautiful and the food is delicious. Honey, let's go there again next month, okay?" Kendra said in a coquettish tone.

Darrel nodded. "No problem."

"Then let's go together next time," Kendra invited.

"Thank you, that's fine." Yvette shook her head.

Her company was in a tough period. How could she go on vacation? What's more, she knew Kendra's ulterior motive.

"Yvette, as women, we should treat ourselves better. What's the use of working all day? The money you earn is not even as much as the value of my bag. Are you having financial difficulties lately? That's why you are not able to go on holiday? No matter. You don't need to spend money going out with me. Just follow us. You can tag along wherever we go. We can also pay for your meal. That should do," Kendra smiled.

Then

Kendra could use an extra hand to hold her bag and treat the money spent on Yvette as a charity.

Yvette frowned slightly and shook her head. "It's really not necessary. Let's order. Let's talk while eating, waiter!"

The waiter quickly handed over the menu. Kendra opened it and found the menu rather ordinary. She pointed to a dish and said, "Do you have a croaker?"

"Sorry, the croaker needs to be pre-ordered," the waiter said.

"Yvette, did you come here on a whim? Why didn't you make a reservation? Don't you know that croaker was my favourite dish?' Kendra asked.

Yvette shook her head. She did make a reservation, but the croaker was really an expensive dish. She sighed in silence. Would this meal cost her tens of thousands of dollars?

She hoped that everything she had invested in would yield her a good result.

"Why don't you choose anything else? The rest is also very delicious." That was all she could say.

"There's no croaker. I don't have the appetite to eat, honey..." Kendra acted coyly.

Darrel frowned. "Miss Jordan, what do you take me for? You didn't even prepare dinner. How would I have the mood to do propaganda for your company? Do you know, if it weren't for Kendra begging me to help her classmate, I wouldn't have come here? Kendra had helped you so much, how could you repay her like this? At the very least, your attitude is not right. No wonder the company can't grow!"

After listening to Darrel, Yvette paused for a moment before apologizing.

"It's no use. I'm kind enough to help you, but you don't even let me enjoy my meal. How can I continue to help you?' Darrel shook his head with a cold face.

When Yvette was silent and speechless, Kendra was delighted. She thought Yvette deserved this for seducing the guy she liked in university!