Female Novel
Chapter 1688
The wealthy widow did indeed do just that, reaching out and yanking the bow tie from Felix’s neck.Achorus of “Wow’ erupted from the group of women, their eyes shimmering with mockery.
Human nature is a curious beast; it seems that whether you’re a man or a woman, once you amass a fortune, you're prone tocorruption.
If you don't turn bad, it’s probably because the temptations haven’t been juicy enough.
Sitting in the farthest corner, Carol had declared at the outset her wish for some peace, so no one bothered her with questions.When she saw Felix's bow tie being pulled off, a hint of anusement sparkled in her eyes.
As distasteful as the scene was, she had to admit Felix was rather handsome.
Especially from her vantage point, where she could catch a glimpse of the muscle definition just below his chest.
The rich widow grabbed Felix by the hair, her tone dripping with feigned sweetness.
"| heard that when you pop the cork on this bottle, you can pocket a neat $200 commission. Felix, you've been quite dismissivewhen I've come calling lately."
Felix, blessed with the patience of a saint, still managed a smile despite the circumstances.
"Odelia, please, let's not do this."
Such words, when spoken by a man of his looks, were devastatingly charming.
Odelia patted his cheek, "Alright, | won’t hassle you. Tell you what, down three drinks, and I'll let you go."Others at the party chimed in.
"Odelia, that's just mean. We finally get to see a pretty face and you never shared the secret."
"| bet Odelia just got her payout from her ex-husband and now she's out to snag herself some pretty boys."
"| won't lie, he does have that youthful glow, like a college boy. A hundred times better than the old gloomy husbands we have athome."
Each comment was more humiliating than the last, but Felix maintained his professional smile.A bottle of liquor could fetch $10,000 and if a server opened it, they'd get a commission.novelbin
Odelia had been frequenting the place for half a month and had set her sights on Felix from the start. She wanted to "keep" him,but he had refused.
Seeing him again today only reignited her resentment.
Odelia poured a clear spirit from a nearby white bottle, her eyes gleamed with anticipation.
"Just drink this. Three glasses and if you do, I'll open five bottles of the good stuff and give you a $1,000 commission.”The spirit she held was usually mixed, not drunk straight. For anyone with a delicate stomach, it could be lethal.But what's the value of a life here? Especially that of a waiter? Maybe $200,000 at most.
Who among those present couldn’t afford that?
Felix didn’t protest. He took the glass, tilted back his head, and downed the drink.
Odelia watched his adam’s apple bob and swallowed hard herself.
Then she passed him another, "Here’s the second. Don’t say I’m hard on you. | fancy you, want to have some fun."Disgust flickered in Felix's eyes, but he drank again.
By the third glass, a flush had spread across his cheeks, and his fingers trembled as he gripped the glass.
High-proof alcohol can shock the system, buzzing in the ears following the fiery trail down the throat.
Odelia, taking pleasure in his discomfort, swapped the third drink for an oversized beer mug.The private room was thick with the scent of liquor, and no one stepped in to dissuade Odelia.
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She was only here tonight out of boredom. Her friend Maja had been too busy to meet up.And here she was, witness to the spectacle unfolding.
After downing the third glass, Felix could barely keep his composure; the room spun around him like a blurred landscapepainting.
"Odelia, may | go now?"Odelia's expression cooled, but having just insisted on three drinks for his release, she couldn’t well renege.There would be other opportunities, after all.
"Go on, then. There are plenty of pretty faces out there. If you can't seize an opportunity, don’t come crying to me when you're introuble."
Her words were a veiled threat. If Felix refused to sleep with her, she’d make sure to make his life difficult.