Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Chapter 118 She didn’t Want to Come

The second night.

At the front of the hotel was a lot of luxury cars.

The drinks, the wine glass, the men and women were dressed in exquisite and luxury formal attires.

Everyone had their best smile on.

The gentlemen were calm and at ease.

The women were elegant and beautiful.

Everyone toasted to the time past.

A class reunion was always like that.

“Andrew, what happened last night? Why was I in the bathtub when I woke up? I really can’t

remember.”

She asked in the car and she was very cautious.

“Nothing.” Andrew didn’t want to say.

His black suit was elegant and fitting.

Emily said carefully, “I’m sorry if I did anything that I shouldn’t have.”

“We’re here.”

He opened the door and stepped out of the car.

She sighed and then followed him out of the car.

Another car arrived behind them.

“We’re getting off.”

“Is it here?”

Anne came with Ernest, no, to be accurate, she was forced by Ernest to come.

“Yeah, just follow me.” Ernest placed her arm around his and smiled at the little girl.

Anne looked around cautiously. Actually, she didn’t want to come because she knew that Ernest’s

classmates weren’t simple. She was a simple and ordinary little person and perhaps she may meet

some old flame and it will be awkward if that happened.

Eric was the most pitiful. After being the chauffeur for them, he stepped out of the car by himself and

attended the event on his own.

A line of people had gone in and this was supposed to be a class gathering but then it was like a night

for a fresh beginning.

At the table, most of them were the rich and elite.

“Ernest, I’m scared.”

Anne started to worry and wondered if she should have come. Can she mingle with them?

“Take a deep breath and perk up your little buns.”

“…” You’re the little bun! Your entire family are little buns!

Surely hers are large buns!

“Andrew!”

A voice startled from all sides and everyone looked over surprised and with expectation.

“It’s Andrew? It’s really Andrew. It’s been a long time. He is truly handsome, he is so handsome that

both men and the gods hate him!”

“Of course, I actually wrote a love letter to him during College days but he didn’t reply. What’s up with

that?”

“Really? Since he is here, go and ask him. See if you still have a chance since he isn’t married yet!”

Not only in this area, even at the corner, the murmurs were also rampant.

“Yes, it’s me.” Andrew reached out to shake the man’s hand and laughed.

The man was the class leader who organized the class reunion. His attention turned to Emily, “You’re

still so pretty. Looks like you’re the prettiest tonight.”

“Surely you jest. The class leader surely knows how to flatter.” After shaking Emily’s hand, he turns

towards Ernest.

“It’s been a while.”

“Yeah, how have you been?”

Anne’s appeared from the side and Ernest pushed her to the front. Expressionless and softly, she

introduced herself, “Girlfriend, Anne.”

The man was surprised when he saw Anne and then smiled, “How do you do, Miss Talbot?”

Anne smiled, not daring to ignore, “How are you, Sir.”

“My last name is also Talbot, I’m James. Looks like five hundred years ago we were a family.”

With James’s joke, Anne smiled shyly.

Coincidentally Ernest saw her smile and turned her around to claim her as his own.

James knew that this was Ernest’s way of protecting his woman. After that, he looked at Eric who was

on his own.

They hugged when they met, “It was unexpected that after all these years, we’re still the same.”

It’s great to be single.

After a round of introduction, Andrew and James went to mingle with the rest and a few of them sat at a

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“Director Bask, why didn’t you bring Sarah?”

Anne asked curiously and she was upset that seated opposite her was Emily.

“She doesn’t want to come.”

He answered coldly and looked upset.

“Really?” Anne found it hard to believe.

She felt that it must be Andrew’s tone that was too forceful and Sarah never liked to be forced. Just one

sentence and she can deduce a lot of meanings from it. In the end, she was very sensitive.

Andrew gave Anne an glance and then shifted his attention elsewhere.

“Stay quiet tonight, okay?”

Ernest softly said into her ear.

Anne held up his hand to her mouth and revealed her fangs, Ernest asked curiously, “What are you

doing?”

“Bite you!”

Since he didn’t want her to speak, then used his hand to stuff her mouth!

He felt hopeless and like he was drowning.

“Sarah didn’t want to come?”

Emily asked beside him.

She raised her eyebrow to what Andrew said. It was unexpected.

“Didn’t you hear?” Andrew looked at her as if something was wrong with her. He was cold as ice as if

he was scolding her. Did she need him to repeat himself?

Emily kept her mouth shut.

She has always been obedient because she knows that he likes his woman to be obedient.

There were a lot of people in the reunion that they have not met. The relationship between students

could stand the test of time only because of two reasons. One, mutual interests; second, emotions. But

the latter was always more flimsy than the former.

Today a lot came for a trip down memory lane and also for their reputations and networking.

“When will dinner be served, I’m hungry.”

Anne was murmuring.

“Hungry?”

Ernest wasn’t hungry but he was worried that his pig was getting famished.

“I need to eat, Hubby.” She opened her mouth and her tongue licked her dry lips. As she wet her lips,

the action inevitably made him horny.

The cough was dry, “On purpose, huh?”

Anne was lonely and bored to tears so she thought of ways to entice Ernest, tease him, seduce him.

If she doesn’t have a companion next to her, even if she has a man, it was meaningless. She thought

that Sarah would come and didn’t expect to not even see her shadow!

It was already ten o’clock when everyone arrived.

“Come, everyone take a seat. It’s a happy day. You can say anything, ask anything. Whatever you

want.”

Coincidentally it was the first table that the few sat down. Because it was a class reunion, it appeared

that the enthusiasm wasn’t very good.

“How can we just drink. Why don’t we play a game?”

All agreed, especially Andrew’s table. A few women and men were eager to try.

“What shall we play? If we want to play, then it’s got to be more exciting!” Eric suggested excitedly as

he was the type who couldn’t sit still.