Perhaps it’s in their nature, the instinctive repellent that male creatures feel towards others of their kind vying for their prey.
Such is the case with Nathan Moore, and also, Wesley Foley.
The two n, subtly competing with each other.
Titus Zane was well aware of Wesley’s concern and care for her, but she hadn’t seen him so attentive before.
After tasting each dish, he would always put so on her plate, looking at the handso and icy face of the man opposite, Titus couldn’t help but feel reluctant to lift her gaze to his face.
On the rare occasions when she did raise her eyes to et Nathan Moore’s gaze, she swiftly looked away.
As for Wesley, seemingly oblivious to the low atmosphere in the room, he continued to entertain his client with warmth and courtesy.
Under the table, Felix Shaw gently nudged Nathan Moore’s foot and, as the latter glanced over, Felix subtly gestured with his wine glass-holding hand, a discreet motion that Nathan imdiately understood.
Putting down his chopsticks, he calmly and elegantly wiped his fingers with a napkin.
When he set down the napkin, he had already picked up a stemd glass, raising it towards Wesley, his thin lips curving into a polite smile.
"Director Foley, I’ve often heard Felix ntion you, and I believe it’s fated for us to et today. I’d like to toast to you, Director Foley. May your partnership with Felix last long and prosper."
The words were cordial and formal, beyond reproach.
Nathan Moore has many businesses under his na, but none in the field of electronic components.
Therefore, he had no involvent with Wesley, yet he was well aware of Wesley’s standing in Banyan City and had intended to ask for his help in finding out which company Titus worked for. Surprisingly, things turned out to be quite coincidental.
The subtle gesture Felix made just now was clear in its intent: Wesley’s tolerance for alcohol was a known weakness, which, of course, Felix knew well from their long history of cooperation.
However, due to this long-standing collaboration, it was not possible for Felix to personally offer the toast, as that would make the intention too obvious.
Although the two n had no direct dealings, they were both well aware of the elite in various fields.
For example, the hotel chain that Nathan Moore operates is famous abroad, not to ntion dostically.
In recent years he has also invested in several projects and has been very successful with them.
Wesley took up his glass, and before clinking it with Nathan Moore, his handso and refined face held a gentle smile, "It’s an honor for to et Director Moore today."
After they clinked glasses, Nathan Moore tilted his head back and downed the red wine in one go, then showed the empty glass to the other.
Looking at the just-poured red wine, Wesley’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly before he tipped his head back and reluctantly drained the glass.
Under the table, Titus’ leg quietly reached out to give Nathan Moore a light kick, reminding him not to overdo it; after all, she had a mission to accomplish and couldn’t afford to let his appearance ruin her work.
Her calf tightened as Nathan Moore’s long legs firmly clamped around it, and when Titus tried to pull back, he gripped even tighter.
Felix took the wine bottle, took Wesley’s just emptied glass with one hand, filled it with red wine, and spoke airily.
"Director Foley, that’s not very generous, pretending to have a lower tolerance and then deceiving your brother..."
Even if he was slow to catch on, Wesley should have realized by now that the two n opposite him were putting on a coordinated front, with the objective of getting him drunk.
With an amused smile, he brought the freshly poured glass of wine to himself and said, "Having cooperated with Director Shaw for many years, he should be well aware of my alcohol tolerance. Today, I was matching spirits with Director Moore, so I pushed myself to drink a bit more,"
With that, he turned to look at Titus Zane by his side, "See, knowing my own limits in drinking, I can’t possibly keep Director Shaw company to his satisfaction, so I’ve brought along my most capable assistant. Let my assistant keep the two of you company for the rest of the evening."
You could say that Wesley Foley was also a man with sches; noticing the complicated relations between Titus and the two n opposite, so he pushed her to the forefront.
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