That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Upon hearing her refusal, Wesley’s expression changed slightly, and his tone became somewhat forceful. “I think you might have misunderstood my intentions, Miss Prescott. The kind of friend I want to make is not what you’re thinking.”

Hearing this, Olivia frowned in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Wesley smirked suggestively. “A whole night is enough for us to get to know each other.”

His words made his intentions clear.

Olivia was stunned for a moment but soon realized what he was implying. Her expression turned cold. “I’m not interested. Please, Mr. Kemp, don’t bother me anymore. I’d like to be alone.”

Seeing her repeatedly reject him, Wesley’s face darkened.

But with so many people at the banquet, he couldn’t do anything to Olivia. He could only straighten up unhappily and push the wine glass in his hand towards Olivia again, his tone now carrying a hint of threat. “In that case, Miss Prescott, surely you wouldn’t refuse to have a drink with me?”

Olivia hesitated.

The man in front of her was clearly a playboy, and she didn’t know if he would do something underhanded.

Wesley noticed her concern and mocked, “There are so many people here. You can rest assured, I won’t do anything. I’m not the type to force a woman.”

Olivia frowned slightly but eventually picked up the wine glass and clinked it with his, taking a perfunctory sip.

Wesley gave her a dangerous glance before turning back to the crowd.

Seeing him leave, Olivia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the crowd, as soon as Wesley returned, he was surrounded by a group of playboys who teased him. “Oh, so there’s actually a woman Mr. Kemp can’t get? What’s her story that she dares to snub you?”

Wesley glared at him unhappily.

Someone reminded him, “I heard she came with Mr. Leer from Seacrest. Maybe we shouldn’t mess with her…”

Before he could finish speaking, Wesley smacked him on the head. “Mr. Leer already has a fiancee. Why would he come with this woman? And even if they did come together, it doesn’t mean anything. The person who brought her to socialize is Mr. Shelby, which only means her relationship with Mr. Leer is ordinary!”

Hearing this, the man hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

“So what are you going to do? She doesn’t even acknowledge you!” someone else asked.

Wesley downed his drink in one gulp and said viciously, “She better not leave this banquet hall! How could I let a woman I’m interested in just run away like that?”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Everyone echoed his sentiment.

Olivia had no idea about the danger she was about to face.

She had drunk quite a bit while socializing with Mr. Shelby earlier. After sitting for a while, she got up to go to the restroom.

Seeing her leave the banquet hall, Wesley and his group discreetly followed her.

Olivia didn’t notice and went straight into the restroom.

When she came out, she found several playboys blocking the restroom door.

Seeing this scene, Olivia’s face changed slightly.

“Miss Prescott, what a coincidence,” Wesley said lazily, walking towards her with large strides.

Olivia frowned and looked at them warily, reminding him, “Mr. Kemp, I am Mr. Shelby’s guest. Please be mindful of your actions!”

Wesley raised an eyebrow indifferently. “I know, but so what? Mr. Shelby isn’t here with you now. If you can call him over, I’ll leave immediately.”

Olivia naturally couldn’t call anyone over and could only retreat discreetly, trying to maintain a safe distance.