Annie Lawrence, though very annoyed, was also quite excited.
Because the more Frank Parker cared about that little bitch, the greater her chance of getting ahead.
Tonight was an excellent opportunity.
A man who deliberately gets drunk is easy to manipulate.
As long as Frank got drunk, her chances would be even greater.
For Annie, it all depended on tonight.
If everything went smoothly...
She could beco Frank’s woman tonight.
Naturally, she had countless ways to make Frank addicted to her.
Just like she had done with David Benington in the past.
Annie always knew that she couldn’t compete with Joanna in terms of looks, even if she deliberately had surgery to look like Joanna, she still couldn’t quite match her.
That’s why she was more willing to put effort into other things.
For n, good looks are only temporary, and once the novelty has worn off, it’s not that interesting anymore.
But if... she could make a man feel comfortable, that would be different.
She couldn’t compete with Joanna in looks,
But in other aspects... she had absolute confidence.
That little bitch looks as boring as a wooden stake. It’s just that she hasn’t gotten Ashton yet. Otherwise, no man who has been served by her would be interested in such a boring person.
Annie, with her determination to win, walked to the elevator in the lobby with a smile on her face.
A mont later, the elevator door opened, and two n with grim expressions walked out.
At this mont, Annie’s mind was filled with nothing but Frank, and she had no interest in paying attention to others.
While she had no interest in others, the two n in the elevator quickly noticed her.
As the two n looked up simultaneously and saw Annie’s face, they were montarily stunned, showing a look of surprise, but they quickly looked away as if nothing had happened.
They then walked out of the elevator.
Annie didn’t pay any attention to the two n. Her mind was occupied with her plan to climb the social ladder. She walked into the elevator with a triumphant expression on her face.
Right before the elevator door closed,
One of the two n who had just walked out took out his cell phone and quickly snapped a photo of her, then put his phone away just as swiftly.
Annie, who was imrsed in her dreams, didn’t notice any of this.
The elevator door closed, and the two n who had been planning to leave looked at each other before changing their minds and pressing the button for another elevator.
*
Joanna returned to the private room.
Porter Rushbrook looked her up and down and asked suspiciously, "Joanna, where did you just go? Why did it take you so long to get back? If you didn’t co back a few minutes later, Kelvin Norman and I would have gone out looking for you."
"Didn’t I say I went to the bathroom?" Joanna didn’t plan to tell Porter and Kelvin about her encounter with Frank and then being secretly photographed by a reporter.
After all, the situation had been resolved.
She slowly walked back to her seat, picked up a juice from the table, and spoke casually.
"You were gone for a really long ti." Porter frowned.
"Did I? Maybe I just took too long putting on makeup." She casually fabricated a lie.
"You girls are so troubleso. It’s just Kelvin and here, who are you applying makeup for? Okay, okay, let’s continue. I refuse to believe I’ll keep losing. If I don’t win a round tonight, I won’t call myself Porter anymore, I’ll change my na to Rushbrook!"
Porter was red-eyed from losing.
Bad luck was written all over his face.
Joanna had just sat down and hadn’t even had a chance to catch her breath when he eagerly pulled her back to continue playing cards.
*
Annie got out of the elevator and saw a waiter with a bottle of wine and a fruit plate heading towards Frank’s private room.
Her eyes flashed for a mont as she jogged after the waiter, and then leaned in to whisper a few words to him.
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