My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)

Chapter 429

Chapter 429 Childish Quarrel © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

There was an antique flower stand in the northeast corner of the hall with barely any

people around, so Janet and Doris walked there one after the other.

A waiter took the initiative to greet them with a respectful smile on his face.

“Ladies, this is the latest wine launched by our hotel. It tastes refreshing and has the

effect of beautifying the skin. We sincerely invite you to taste it.”

Janet glanced at the light red liquid in the small cup without much interest.

“It contains 80 percent cherry puree with very low alcohol content. It’s specially made for

ladies. Please try it.”

The waiter showed some pleading on his face, “There is a minimum requirement for

tonight’s promotion. Please help me, or my wages will be deducted.”

Although Janet was not interested in this wine, she would not refuse to help others with.

trivial matters.

Without thinking too much, Janet took the wine glass and handed it to Doris, “Join me?”

Following Kade, Doris had been socializing a lot for business these years. Although she

was not a heavy drinker, she didn’t mind having a glass of fruit wine.

The two clinked glasses and took a sip. It tasted fresh and full of cherry fruit..

There was a commotion at the entrance. It seemed that an important guest had visited,

which attracted many guests to walk towards the door.

“Look, it’s Mr. Webster!”

“I didn’t expect that Donahueiel would come. Isn’t this drama directed by Mr. Peck

competing with the one of the Webster Group?”

“I don’t know. Anyway, it’s my pleasure to see Donahueiel in person, who is handsome, wealthy, and do

minating.”

Donahueiel still looked tall and straight in a loose–fit black velvet suit. The silver brooch.

on his chest made him even more elegant.

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He stood still at the door and looked around with his dark eyes coldly as if he was looking for someone.

The crowd surrounded him three or four meters away, all shocked by this aura, and no

one dared to step forward for a while.

A graceful

woman in a red skirt, relying on the fact that she had met Donahueiel once, boldly stepped forward to g

reet him with a twisted waist.

“Mr. Webster, how have you been lately? We met at a charity gala last month. I don’t know if you still re

member me?”

The woman suddenly stopped and stood there in a daze, watching Donahueiel walking towards her wit

h steady steps.

She just wanted to give it a try, but she didn’t expect that Donahueiel remembered her

and approached her proactively.

The woman’s eyes fluttered with charm, and she blushed.

The unique mint fragrance from Donahueiel’s body had penetrated her nose, and the

breath of a mature man enveloped her, causing her to breathe quickly.

When his cold and arrogant voice sounded, the woman was stunned as if an electric

current were running through her.

“Get out of the way. You’re in the way.”

The woman raised her head in astonishment, meeting the knife–like coldness in

Donahueiel’s eyes.

She stepped back in a hurry and sprained her ankle in high heels, which caused severe

pain.

Donahueiel’s eyes followed the exquisite figure not far away, and he strode after her.

“Janet.”

Janet had just swallowed the sweet fruit wine when she heard an all–too–familiar voice

behind her.

She clicked her tongue and turned around.

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When Donahuelel saw Janet’s beautiful face with a little makeup on, he was impressed.

She was so beautiful today. The blue dress seemed to be tailor–

made for her, complementing her skin, comparable to beautiful porcelain or a lotus in water.

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Janet casually shook her wine glass, “As far as I know, Mr. Webster shouldn’t be

attending this reception, right?”

Donahuelel didn’t answer, his eyes were fixed on the

wine glass in Janet’s hand, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

“Drink less. You can’t drink much. Here is unsafe with many unknown people around.”

Janet’s tone was flat, and she directly ignored Donahueiel’s concern.

“You don’t have to worry about this. Donahue is here too, no one dares to offend me.”

When Doris heard Janet mention Donahue, Doris pursed her lips imperceptibly. Then she

smiled and looked at Donahueiel.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Webster. I won’t drink too much with Ms. Longfellow.”

Donahueiel glanced at Doris and recognized her as Peaceral Jewelry’s model.

He and Janet quarreled many times over helping Doris, but Donahueiel quickly looked away and ignore

d her.

He glanced at Janet’s stiletto, “Wait for me at the back door later, and I’ll take you home.”

Janet refused without thinking, “No need, it’s fun here, I want to stay a little longer.”

Donahueiel paused and took a deep breath.

As a man, from the moment he approached Janet, he keenly felt the gazes around him that were as dis

gusting as a poisonous snake spitting its tongue.

He must not let Janet be in such danger.

“I can take you to other places, this is not the place for you to stay.”

Janet’s expression was like seeing an alien, “Are we familiar? Why should I go with you?”

“Then who do you want to go with? With this weak woman next to you?”

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Doris interjected cautiously, “Well, Mr. Webster, I am not as weak as you think.”

But unfortunately, no one listened to her at all. Janet rejected Donahueiel very simply,

“It’s none of your business. Anyway, I don’t want to go with you.”

Donahueiel faintly felt a headache, “You! You can stay unless you let me accompany

you.”

“I don’t want you to accompany me. How should I flirt with others if you’re here?”

After Janet finished speaking, she pulled Doris and left without looking back, leaving

Donahueiel there, whose face was gloomy, and Alfred, whose brain was a mess.

Alfred wondered if Mr. Webster and Mrs. Webster were saying tongue twisters just now,

which were of kindergarten level.

He glanced at Donahueiel’s face, thinking that Mrs. Webster was looking for a man to

flirt with…

Sitting on the bamboo chair next to the flower stand, Janet looked at the night view

where the neon lights and shadows intersected.

Janet recovered from the depression of meeting Donahueiel and chatted with Doris in a

flat tone.

“You sent the surveillance video to my e–mail, right?”

A simple sentence caused a storm in Doris’s heart. She looked down, concealed her

horror, and shook her head in denial.

“What video did you say? I don’t understand what you mean.”

Janet shook the wine glass lightly, and the wine rippled in light red ripples on the wall of

the glass.

“Didn’t you send me the surveillance video in Kade’s office?”

Doris shook her head, “The general manager’s office is not a place I can come and go

casually.”

Janet glanced at Doris, bent her index finger, and tapped on the table, “You rent the number 1402 apart

ment of 22 building in Heaven Garden, right?”

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Doris’s head was lowered, but her fingers pinched the wine glass tightly, and the blood vessels on the b

ack of her hand became more distinct.

After a while, Doris drank up the wine suddenly, making her red lips moist and attractive.

Doris twitched the corner of her mouth, “I didn’t expect that you could crack the email

address.”

Janet looked at Doris’s head from across the table, “Why did you help me?”

“I was not helping you, but myself,” Doris raised her head stubbornly with scarlet eyes.