Chapter 219 Forced to Drink

To be honest, even if this contract couldn't be signed by the company today, Alston could find another one. After all, FC Group's corporate culture wasn't something he made up!

In the Ritz-Carlton's private room, the seats were curved sofas connected together. Alston insisted on leaving, but Cecilia stood blocking the way, showing no intention of moving aside.

"Move!" Alston demanded.

Cecilia blinked but didn't budge. The next moment, everything spun.

Alston bent down, effortlessly lifting Cecilia and tossing her onto the sofa behind him.

The sofa was a bit hard, causing her back to ache as she landed.

Alston loosened his collar and took a step forward, just as Mildred entered.

"Sir, the other party is on their way, but... there's been a minor car accident on Brighton Road, and they're stuck in traffic..."

Alston didn't pause his steps. Mildred seemed flustered. "Sir, usually, Boyce handles communications with them, but they said Boyce's phone went unanswered..."