Chapter 473 What Did You Do Last Night Clover put a lot of thought into it. While sipping his wine, he stole glances at Jonathan as though he had a million ideas to crumble his dignity. However, he quickly dismissed each of them. Jonathan enjoyed his wine calmly. No matter what Clover proposed, he would accept it.
After stime, Clover revealed a smirk, an indicator that he had arrived at a decision. Then, he swept his gaze across the bar.
When the women saw him looking at them, they couldn't help but feel shy. After filtering his searches among the women, he finally landed on a person.
"See that person?" Clover downed the glass excitedly and raised his chin, signaling Jonathan to look over, which he did.
Not far away from them, a guy sat by the end of the bar. He looked ordinary. However, Jonathan noticed he was looking in their direction with a fiery and intrigued look. When the guy realized the men had looked his way, he seemed slightly flirtatious. Jonathan stayed silent. What did Clover want him to do? "You should be his type. Did you see how he was staring at you? You should have a drink with him!" Clover's voice sounded before Jonathan.
Clover wanted Jonathan to hit on a man? Instantly, Jonathan shot the former a cold glare. Before he could proceed to say anything, Clover was so shocked that he jolted backward and frightfully patted his chest.
However, that only lasted briefly as his handsface then showed unmasked provocation. "You're not backpedaling, are you?" Due to the awkwardness he felt for mistaking Jonathan for flirting with him earlier, Clover wanted him to experience the sfeeling.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJonathan's sharp gaze slowly softened, but he maintained his dark expression. While the two locked eyes, both held their wine glass. One awaited a good show, while the other was filled with resentment. After a while, Clover smiled mockingly. "If you don't want to—" "I do!" Jonathan interrupted him.
Clover was surprised to see him conceding. Soon after, he applauded him. "If so, go ahead, Mr. Finch!" He leaned against his chair, ready to enjoy the show.
After Jonathan tidied his suit, grabbed his wine glass, and stood up, he stared at Clover and sternly reminded, "I've told them to prepare the contract. You can sign it later. If you don't..." Jonathan didn't finish his words but managed to convey his meaning through his chilly gaze. Clover understood him.
If he had made a fool out of Jonathan, he would be doomed in Jonathan's hands even if he had the Xanth family as his backing! Was he afraid? He naturally wasn't, but...
He met Jonathan's eyes and flashed him an innocent smile.
Soon, Jonathan grabbed his glass and turned away. His action instantly attracted all the women's attention in the bar.
Seeing that the handsbeau behind them had stood up, they couldn't help but hold their breath. Everyone else gradually paid attention as well.
Amid the anticipating gazes, Jonathan slowly made his way to the end of the bar. It wasn't until he arrived before the man Clover had selected that he halted his steps.
"Can we have a drink?" Jonathan raised his wine glass. When he said that, he instantly felt a sense of deja vu. That was exactly what he said to Clover earlier... Such a common phrase held a different meaning when used in certain contexts.
Amid Jonathan's daze, the guy was surprised to receive his invitation and answered, "Of course. Come, have a seat." He pulled the seat out for Jonathan.
Despite his reluctance, Jonathan had no choice but to sit beside him. Then, he could distinctly feel the guy's hand traveling behind his back.
Such an action was highly ambiguous. However, Jonathan was revolted by it. Even when faced with women, other than Rose, he was averse and always maintained a distance with them-let alone with a man! At that point, Jonathan desperately wanted to walk back to his seat and bash Clover. However, for the sake of the contract, he had to endure this.
Once he sealed the collaboration with the Xanth family, Eleanor would be content, and Rose would be out of trouble.
"What would you like, sir? Do you want anything else? I know a place where we can do more than just drink. It's fun there. If you like, I can take you there." The man inched closer to Jonathan, not knowing he was straight. As he did so, Jonathan's face darkened.
When he swept his harsh gaze over the man, he turned terrified and instinctively straightened his back.
"Drink!" Jonathan glanced at the glass on the bar.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmQUMS The guy was startled but soon becmore into it. Who wouldn't like an aloof, handsman? That type of man in question was sitting right beside him and asking him for a drink! He excitedly replied, "Sure, let's drink."
He raised his glass and downed it. Upon seeing that, Jonathan followed suit. He had completed the task of asking him for a drink! That meant he had no other reasons to stay. Jonathan rose to his feet and left without looking back. He revealed a victorious smile while returning to his original seat. Then, he ordered Clover as he stood before him, want to see the contract signed by 8:00 p.m. tomorrow. Get it ready, Mr. Xanth." Clover raised his brows. "Sure, as you wish. However, I'm afraid you've been marked as gay by everyone here!" He thought he could provoke Jonathan with that.
Yet, Jonathan merely smiled faintly. "You do hold a grudge, Mr. Xanth. But I must clarify-I didn't drink with you because I wanted to hit on you."
With that, Jonathan ignored the stiffened smile on Clover's face.
"Here's to a great collab, Mr. Xanth!" Jonathan raised his empty glass and placed it on the table. With a flourish, he headed out of the bar. Left behind was Clover, who stood still and felt embarrassed. The next morning, all the necessary contracts regarding the collaboration between Lerain and Finch Groups were handed into Jonathan's hands.
Leonard was more than surprised. "We tried so hard to seal the deal. How did you do it after a night..." He looked at his boss with shock and curiosity.
Yesterday, Jonathan made him track Clover's location. After knowing he was at a bar, Jonathan quickly dropped bobar, by. Out of curiosity, Leonard blurted, "What did you do last night, sir?" Warning:Please note the Scholar's TWe've censored this image for being too amazing.
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