Chapter Thirty Four

"Or your desire was not satisfied last night? What I mean to ask is, didn't Brielle give you physical comfort?" Scott made a bold assumption and it seemed that he wouldn't stop until he got the right answers.

"You think I am like you, don't you?" Yes, he admitted his desires weren't satisfied last night, but this morning he had taken back more than he had lost. "What's wrong with me?" There had never been a shortage of beautiful women around him.

"Madison has not come here yet." Said Stephen with an evil smile on his face, while rolling a luxury pen with his long fingers. "What's any of this got to do with Madison?" Scott was confused. "I have no one to offer you fun." Stephen always felt better after making fun of Scott. It felt good to have Scott around so he could amuse himself.

"Damn it! Stephen. You are being wicked again. Does Brielle know about this shameless side of you?" Scott was curious about Brielle. Brielle was wearing heavy makeup when they met at the bar. he wasn't able to see her clearly through the quick glance.

"It's between me and my wife. Why should I tell you?" Stephen glanced at him but gave no response. "So what? by the way, when are you planning to introduce Brielle to us, Stephen?" Asked Scott, expectantly. It was rare to see Stephen's car so much about a woman.

"Some other day. She has been keeping quite busy these days." It was true that she wasn't available. because she was trapped in someone's bed these days and she couldn't even get off from it.

"No way. Stephen, why do I get the feeling that you have done something brutal to her and that's why she had no time?" Scott leaned closer to Stephen and studied him trying to dig out some secrets from him.

"Isn't it normal to be brutal to my own wife?" Stephen said calmly while neglecting his lewd expression. well! Scott had to admit that he didn't want to be a part of Stephen's shameless deeds. He couldn't bear to recall the words he had said about her! Gosh! How unfortunate Brielle must have been! Although he had no idea what she looked like under the heavy make-up, he was sure that she could not be a garish woman as she had attracted Stephen's attention. Or perhaps Stephen had a stronger taste in women.

"Sure, it is. Who says you can't I was just worried that you indulged yourself too much so you can't get it up anymore." He had known one thing for sure that he could not be more shameless that's Stephen. Being more shameless couldn't only result in Scott getting beaten down by him.

"I don't mind you testing me in person to testify if I can get it up or not. Seriously, I have never experienced being physical with a playboy, but with you, I don't mind going too far.

Out of the blue, Stephen's upped body leaned on Scott, bringing his lips close to Scott's ear murmuring seductive and coquettish words. His deep eyes were so sparkling and breathtaking as if they would bloom the next second.

"Damn it. Why can't you even be serious!" Scott was frightened, and he jumped away. He wondered since when did Stephen became so nasty that he could utter such dirty words. Stephen was so offensive, who could be nastier than him?

'Don't you want to go with me? Don't you want to be underneath me?" Stephen reached for his phone with his long hands and then walked out of the room calmly and graciously as if those vulgar words didn't just come out of his mouth.

"Where are we going?" Scott stared at him with a look of frustration. "Didn't you ask for lunch? Have you changed your mind?" Stephen said without stopping, knowing sure enough that Scott was coming after him.

"Stephen, are you going out?" Leah asked him with a bright smile, her face was as beautiful as a blossoming flower. "Oh! Miss Leah. How are you doing? Have you gotten accustomed to the office? Have you learned something useful? Stephen said in a polite but aloof tone. He didn't get any closer to Miss Leah's because of her beauty.

"Thanks for your concern and I have been working hard. I was wondering if I can have the honor of inviting you for lunch to express my gratitude for your support." Leah said gracefully by shyly, with her eyes staring at Stephen.

"It's very kind of you, Miss lean. I was just worried that you were not being treated graciously by our firm." Stephen had to make this general remark since she was Brielle's sister and he had to take Brielle's feelings into account.

"Stephen you are teasing me. Everyone is kind to me, and I am enjoying my time here," Leah said with a pleasant smile. Meanwhile, she felt a little proud of herself. Which man in the world could resist a gorgeous woman like her? Stephen had noticed her beauty.

speaking of beauty, Leah was absolutely smoking hot, but lacking in intellect. The reason why Stephen suddenly cared about her was for the sake of Brielle, not her. Scott stood there bored. He secretly rolled his eyes, watching them talk in such a friendly way. Moreover, was Leah despising him? Even worse, she ignoring him as is he did not exist.

"Stephen, why don't we get out of here? I am starving to death." Scott couldn't bear this anymore eventually. Why did Stephen care about Leah so much suddenly? He remembered that Stephen was cold and indifferent to Susie last time. Soon after he changed his mind.

"Mr. Scott, there you are! So sorry that I didn't notice you were here." Leah looked at Scott with an apologetic look, acting like she just noticed him. "That's ok. Miss lean. I also noticed you just now. So no need to be sorry." Hmmm! Scott had never given anyone a chance to disrespect him. besides, he was not bad at acting either. Who did Leah think she was!

Leah felt a little awkward. She thought she had made Scott feel insignificant, instead, she became the one. "We were just about to go for lunch. Since Miss Leah has made a cordial invitation, it would be a good idea for us to accept it." Stephen proposed this at the right time. It helped break the ice between Scott and Leah.

They started driving towards the restaurant. They had picked a place far away from the office. Usually, Fan drove behind Stephen o the way. But Fan was sent to prepare Brielle's desk. Before he left, he arranged for other bodyguards to follow Stephen. It almost looked like a motorcade. Arranging so many people in his place, Fan seemed not to trust anyone but himself, on the off chance any mishaps occurred with Stephen in his absence.

Stephen steadily held the steering wheel. When he looked in the rearview mirror, he was speechless. He felt Fan had overreacted. who did he think Stephen was, the President of the country? With so many cars following him, the passersby might assume him to be a mobster. Stephen felt he must talk to Fan.

Suddenly, a slender figure caught Stephen's attention. Unconsciously he slowed down the car. But he then shook his head with self-mockery. The girl he was thinking of couldn't be here. She would still be in Paris, the romantic capital of France. How could she possibly appear in the streets of B City?

Before long, they arrived at their destination, a famous Spanish restaurant name Barcelona. Leah was depressed. She intended to sit beside Stephen, but to her dismay, Scott took the seat, and she had to drive behind them in her car.

As an old saying goes, some were sad but the others were happy. Scott was in a pretty good mood, giggling along the way. As flamboyant as he was, he usually didn't share a car with other men. But today, he had abandoned his dazzling Ferrari just to annoy Leah.

As they got off the car and walked towards the restaurant, they met Claire at the entrance, who also came for lunch. Stephen was a little frustrated to see her. He felt that luck was not on his side, as he kept running into people who he didn't want to meet.

"Huh! Mr. Chu, nice seeing you again!" Claire flashed him a coquettish smile and shot a glance at Leah. "The pleasure is all mine, Miss Brook. What a nice surprise." Stephen's mouth twitched as he tried to smile. Claire was the last person he wanted to meet. But she appeared everywhere he went.

"Indeed it is. I see you've brought another woman with you, Mr. Chu. But why your taste in women is growing worse over time." Claire said mockingly with a smirk on her face and shyness in her eyes. She thought to herself. 'Leah, since you have the guts to show up here, I will show you how to behave.'

"So, Miss Brook! Which unlucky man is your prey today?" Scott always wore a smile on his face in front of other people. He was amused by the way Claire talked to Stephen.

"Rest assured, Scott. I'm not interested in sissy pants, so I won't prey on you." Claire glared at Scott. In her opinion, he was remarkable. She wondered who was able to tame him.

"Stephen, who is this young lady?" Leah was irritated by Claire's overbearing attitude. She wondered who this gorgeous woman was, and why Stephen and Scott tolerated her arrogance. She could tell that they had a good bond.

"Oh. Leah, this is the CEO of the S Group, Claire Brook." Stephen introduced Claire to Leah. He glared at Claire and wondered what she was up to. "Miss Brook, glad to meet you! I am Leah Yang." Leah extended a hand to Claire was cursing herself. She wondered what Claire mean by saying "your taste in women is growing worse over time?" She was talented, beautiful, and the daughter of an eminent family.

"Nice meeting you, Miss Yang. I've heard a lot about you, and now that we've met in person, I can tell that the rumors were true. You're as resourceful as I have heard." Claire's tone was deliberately condescending. She shot a contemptuous look at Leah as she spoke.

"Thank you, Miss Brook. But I'm no competition for you." Leah didn't sense the sarcasm in Claire's voice. She assumed Claire meant that she had heard of Leah from Stephen. The thought turned her crimson.

Scott couldn't help but guffaw. Claire was a ruthless woman. Her sharp tongue stung everyone equally. he was curious to know how Leah had offended Claire to deserve this cynicism.

Despite appearing indifferent, Stephen was also noticing the interaction between both women. It seemed like Claire already knew Leah, but seemingly, Leah didn't know her. And he could tell from claire's words that she was furious with Leah.

"Pff. pansy." Claire rolled her eyes at Scott when he burst into laughter. She was still angry about what happened last time. Scott was a little frustrated. How did he look like a pansy? why did she call him that every time?

"Miss Brook, now that we have met, may I invite you to join us?" Stephen broke the ice. As he spoke to Claire, he raised his eyebrow, and a wicked glint flashed in his eyes. Claire was hard to manage. She was indeed a fierce woman.

"That sounds good. I never refuse a free meal. Nothing better than men burning themselves towards me, like moths to fire." Claire wouldn't favor dining with them if it were only Stephen and Scott eating here. But since Leah was with them too, she definitely wouldn't walk away. She wouldn't miss any chance to beat down a Yang.

Stephen was speechless after hearing her words. How some she was so hostile to everyone? It sounded like they were also a pair of desperate men pursuing her. Leah was vexed. The more people dining with them, the less chance she had to be alone with Stephen.

Scott smiled before he spoke. He fiddles with his gleaming ear stud with one hand. Eyebrows raised, thin lips parted, he spoke in a low sensuous voice. "Miss Brook, you are magnificent; indeed it is a complimentary dinner. But today's dinner is on Miss Yang. According to your theory, she is the one who's desperate to be taken advantage of by the charming Miss Brook." Scott flashed a smug grin. It felt great to ridicule other people. No wonder Stephen always mocked him.

That said, he thought, 'Huh. Leah Yang, you've been ignoring me this whole time. Now you'll know what happens to people who ignore me.' "Oh? The lunch is on Miss Yang? I'm sorry, Miss Yang, I didn't expect you to be a person without self-respect. You know, a girl should always know better than to sell herself short. And in fact, very few women demean themselves by paying for futile love. My speculation is cliched but reasonable. Don't take it personally." Not a single word of Claire's apology sounded remorseful.

Susie's face fell when she heard the sarcastic tone of Claire's speech. her lips parted, but she couldn't utter a word. Her hands clenched into fists, so tight that the blue veins protruded under her skin.