Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom

Chapter 13

Chapter 013 "I need to circulate later.

You go back first."

Saying that, he picked up his phone and was about to dial the number.

Suddenly, Lucia reached out and grabbed his coat, "How about, I come with you ......."

She had been very grateful that August could come over today to accompany her father on his birthday.

Now August had drunk too much, and she worried that he would be in trouble going to socialize alone...

With a slight pause, August turned to look at her, "You're coming with me?"

Her hand grabbing his coat slowly fastened, and Lucia nodded seriously, "Well, I want to come with you."

She still couldn't speak out that she worried him.

Looking at the woman's determined eyes, August raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically, "Do you have any idea where I'm going?"

In his eyes, she was as simple and innocent as an infant, while he was going to somewhere with all kinds of sensuous pleasures.

Lucia bit her lip and insisted, "I just want to be with you."

After staring at her for a few seconds, August finally gave up.

"Okay, then let's go together."

It was not a bad thing to let her see a different side of the city.

Hearing August's words, Lucia became joyful.

But half an hour later, when the car arrived at the destination, the original little excitement suddenly disappeared as she looked outside the flashing neon signs and high-end luxury club.

As soon as she graduated from college, she joined the company working as a small clerk.

She had not seen the various transactions behind business cooperation at all, so it was natural that she had not come to places of this kind.

She gritted her teeth, ventured nervously out of the car, and followed August to the door.

Just as they reached the door, the waiter greeted August and said respectfully, "Mr.Adams, this way, please."

It seemed that August was a regular visitor here.

Following the waiter on the elevator, through the corridor, they approached the exclusive private box.

Suddenly, August slowed his pace and tilted his head, looking at Lucia, "If you don't want to go, feel free to tell me.

I will let Burton pick you up."

Lucia nodded, "Well, I know."

The waiter pushed the door open and the loud music came straight out from inside.

Walking in with August, Lucia found that it was spacious and there were already quite a lot people gathered in the room, singing, drinking, and playing snooker and other games.

As soon as August appeared, he immediately drew the attention of many people.

"Adams! It's been a long time!"

"Adams's here!"

Lucia followed closely behind August as he walked to the couch at the center, looking at these unfamiliar people a little nervously.

Suddenly, she felt some warmth over her hand.

August held her hand as he pulled her over to the couch.

"Ha, why do you bring such a simple and innocent girl here this time? Have you changed your taste lately? So bland?"

A man in a floral shirt greeted August with a smile.

He kept one arm around a woman in a skimpy dress, but his yes were glued to lucia and he couldn't stop looking at her.

August raised his eyes, saying coldly, "Barry Evans, such good wine can't keep your mouth shut?"

Hearing this, Barry chuckled.

"Just kidding.

don't take it seriously! Are you here to see Johnson? He is inside the small box, specially asking me to tell you, you can go there directly."

August sniffed and nodded slightly.

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Immediately, he turned to Lucia, saying softly.

"I'm going to talk about some business.

You wait for me here and we'll leave when it's over."

Lucia nodded obediently, "Okay."

Hearing this, August then got up and walked straight towards the small box inside.

Lucia stared at his back and couldn't help but be mesmerized by the lights.

He remained very different from those people here.

Smoking and drinking, depravity and enjoyment, everything here was extravagant and crazy, but she knew clearly that he was not tainted with such worldly enjoyments at all.

"Barry, why does Adams even bring a woman here this time?"

A delicate voice brought Lucia back to reality.

Lucia looked up and saw the woman beside Barry was murmuring, not too loudly, but just loudly enough for her to hear.

Barry laughed recklessly.

"Who knows? It's really unprecedented, but his taste...

tsk!"

Hearing the two people discussing her in this way just in front of her, Lucia frowned and looked away, holding back her displeasure.

Not for a while, a woman in a short red dress came over, sat down beside Barry at first, whispered a few words, and then turned to Lucia, looking at her unkindly and repeatedly.

It didn't take long for the woman to finally get impatient, stood up huffily and then sat down just beside Lucia, "Hey, my name is Rose, what's yours?"

Facing the woman's unsolicited inquiry, Lucia politely replied, "Lucia Mitchell."

Hearing this, Rose nodded, looking at her while shaking the wine glass in her hand, and finally spoke again a moment later, "I heard August brought you here?"

Lucia said lightly.

"Hmm."

Rose looked sullen, as if restraining her anger, and raised her voice, asking, "What is your relation with him?"

Seeing the woman's attitude, Lucia looked sullen as well.

She hesitated for a moment and asked calmly in return, "What do you think our relationship is?"

Hearing what Lucia said, Rose was angry.

She restrained her anger and didn't speak for quite a while before finally faking a smile, "Fine, let's have a drink."

At the same time, Rose picked up a glass directly, got Lucia a glass of wine, and brought it to her.

Lucia looked down at the wine, smiled at Rose, and refused, "Sorry, I can't drink."

"Can't drink?"

Rose laughed exaggeratedly, "how could the woman August brought in say she can't drink? Isn't that a disgrace to him?"

Her voice was not too loud, but enough for the people around them to hear.

For a while, they all looked towards them, and looked at Lucia with a few more question.

Looking at Lucia, Rose smiled and shook the glass in her hand, "Besides, here are all August's friends.

If you don't drink even a glass of wine, isn't that too disgraceful?"

Lucia frowned and became nervous unconsciously facing the various gazes around her.

She didn't want to make any trouble for August, but she knew clearly that Rose would not let her off easily.

Taking a deep breath, Lucia reached out and took the glass, bringing it to her lips and drinking the wine in one gulp.

The cold, spicy liquid slid down her throat and into her stomach, irritating her to shiver.

Forcing down her discomfort, she put down the glass, looked at Rose, and smiled, "I've given you that grace."

Rose didn't expect Lucia to actually drink the wine.

She frowned, faked a perfunctory smile, and turned to people around her.

Several women who were originally bystanders received Rose's hint.

One by one, they came over to Lucia to chat and toast, as if they had made an agreement in advance.

Lucia clenched her fist unconsciously as glasses of wine was handed to her.

It seemed that they were deliberately trying to crucify her.

Under the current situation, it seemed that she couldn't shirk.

S After being persuaded by the women to gulp several glasses of wine, Lucia only felt that her stomach was hot and spicy.

When she saw the wine handed over by Rose, she reached out her hand and pushed it away directly, "I'm not drinking anymore!"

If she continued to drink, she was afraid that she would be unconscious.

Rose put the glass on the table heavily, "You think you can stop drinking as long as you want? Who do you think you are?"

Barry, who was also happy to be a bystander just now, looking at this scene, also couldn't help but say.

"Rose, it's almost enough.

She is brought by August anyhow."

Rose snorted, "She's nothing! Who doesn't know that August only has Jeanne in his heart!"

Hearing the word "Jeanne", Lucia's head buzzed.

Not knowing whether or not it was due to the alcohol, she actually felt a little sad.

"This glass of wine, whether you want it or not, you have to drink!"

Picking up the glass to refill, Rose was about to force Lucia to continue drinking, but when she looked up, her movements stopped sharply.

August came out of the small box and walked straight this way.

The sound of music and noise in the room was too loud, so he didn't hear what Rose said.

However, when he approached, he found Lucia with her head down and her eyes red.

Casting a glance at the people around him and looking at the glass of wine in Rose's hand, August has almost guessed what happened.

Stepping forward, he reached out his hand, helped Lucia stand up from the couch, and pulled her to his side, asking seriously, "Who bullied you?"

Seeing August was serious, all in the room felt too guilty to say anything.

Lucia shook her head, saying nothing.

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly cooled, Barry couldn't sit quietly anymore.

He laughed and tried to ease the pressure, "August, notice your words, we just want to be friends with her.

Just a few glasses of wine ......"

Raising his eyes, August turned furious immediately.

"I am not asking you!"

In an instant, the room became even quieter.Most of those here were offspring of the powerful or wealthy, whose families had some power.

However, in front of August, they still didn't dare to say one more word.

Seeing Lucia refusing to speak, August reached out and took her into his arms, saying coldly, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Seeing that August was about to take Lucia away, Barry hurriedly said, "August, we're all friends, and it's just a misunderstanding.

How could we bully her?"

August stopped suddenly, turned around, and glanced at them.

Finally, he gazed directly at Rose, and then Rose lowered her head timorously.

"Bullying my person? You had better never do it again!"

After saying that in a cold voice, August took Lucia's arm and went straight out of the box.

Having several glasses of wine, Lucia already felt her stomach was burning.

After hearing what August said, she felt her whole body was somehow on fire.

Walking out of the room and through the corridor, August still looked sullen.

He loosened his grip and walked quickly.

Obviously, he was a little angry.

Lucia walked faster to keep up with him.

But unexpectedly, a little unsteady on her feet, she stumbled and fell directly towards him.

August frowned, reached out to hold her steady, and asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you tell me they've bullied you?"

Lucia said softly, "I...

I was afraid it would interfere with your talk."

"Lucia,' August stared at her and said seriously, "in any case, you can't let people bully you at will.

Even if you're bullied, you have to know how to fight back, okay?"

Lucia bit her lip, steeled herself, and nodded, "I know."

Since childhood, she had seemed to be too cowardly.

Even when Archibald cheated on her and cursed her with Carol, she didn't dare to talk back.

Now she had been much stronger than before, but it seemed not enough ....

August lowered his head, looking at the woman with red cheeks after drinking too much.

He couldn't reproach her coldly as he intended to.

Watching Lucia even couldn't stand still, he sighed lightly, stooping down to pick her up and walking towards the car on the roadside.

At the door of the club, Rose stood by the pillar, staring straight over.

She was so angry that unconsciously clenched her fists.

She had been in love with August for two years.

In the past two years, she had tried her best to make August notice her, and she didn't expect that a woman would suddenly appear and become the one accompanying August.

How could she pretend to be not angry? Watching August carrying Lucia to the car, Rose gritted her teeth and called somebody, "Hello? Help me to check a person ......"

By the time Burton drove August and Lucia to the villa, it was getting late.

As soon as August entered with Lucia in his arms, he saw Turner waiting in the living room anxiously.

August carried Lucia straight towards the second floor, "She's drunk.

Turner, please get a cup of tea to sober her up."

"Okay, I'm on my way."

Carrying Lucia back to the bedroom, August just put her on the bed and was about to straighten up when she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Lying on the bed, Lucia looked at him with her eyes nearly shut, "Don't leave."

August froze for a moment and reached out to pull her hand away.

I'm not leaving."

"August..."