Chapter 1118

It was currently 8:00 pm. Nathan hadn’t gone home, nor had he told her in advance. Strangely, she hadn’t even sent a WhatsApp message to ask where he was.
She claimed to love him, but outside of the bedroom, he felt no affection. Did she just want him for his body?
Nathan allowed himself a thin, humorless smile. “My wife enjoys her privacy,” he explained. “She avoids these social events. However, she’d be very unhappy to smell another woman’s perfume on me.”
Derik laughed. “It sounds like Mrs. Lynch loves you very much, Mr. Lynch! You have a truly solid marriage.”
Irene felt a flush of awkward humiliation at being so thoroughly ignored.
She had come here tonight hoping to attract a wealthy man. She didn’t care if Nathan was married. In her experience, that was a solvable problem. If she could just get a foothold with Nathan, she was sure she could eventually replace his wife.
However, he wasn’t giving her a single chance.
Nathan turned to Irene and handed her a token. “Get me a pack of cigarettes and charge it to my tab.”
This was his way of offering her a graceful exit.
Irene picked up the token. “Yes, Mr. Lynch. I’ll go now.”
After Irene left, Derik shook his head with a laugh. “Mr. Lynch, you really don’t know how to treat a lady, do you?”
Nathan smiled to himself. Every man knew how to be gentle with a woman, but it depended entirely on which woman. He was very particular about such things. He would never get involved with women from places like this, especially not one like her.
His preference had always been consistent. He preferred women like Celine and Michelle, who were a combination of intelligence and beauty. A merely pretty face couldn’t interest him.
As Irene stepped into the hallway, Wendy Anderson immediately approached her. “Irene, is it true you were just with Mr. Lynch?”
The top hostesses here were always competing. Getting assigned to a VIP like Mr. Lynch was the ultimate status boost.
Irene would never admit the truth. She nodded and replied, “Yes, Mr. Lynch is right inside.”
Wendy’s face lit up with admiration. “Irene, what’s Mr. Lynch really like? Is
he as handsome and wealthy as
they say? A VIP like him is
completely out of our league
You’re
so lucky! We’re all incredibly jealous!*
Irene showed the token Nathan had given her. “Mr. Lynch asked me to buy him cigarettes.”
Wendy’s eyes widened. “Wow, he gave you his token? With that, you can practically rule this bar!”
Irene smiled. Even if she hadn’t gotten close to Nathan tonight, being associated with him had already elevated her standing among the others.
“Come on,” Irene said. “Let’s go get those cigarettes for Mr. Lynch.”
“Of course, Irene, right this way!”
Irene and Wendy were so engrossed in their conversation that they failed to watch where they were walking, As they rounded a corner they collided squarely with someone.
Irene looked down at her new shoes. “Watch where you’re going! You ran right into me!”
The person she had bumped into was none other than Michelle.
Michelle had brought her team to the bar to celebrate a recently completed design project. On her way back fro
the restroom, Irene
and Wendy came
bufrying around
the corner and bumped right into
her.

Michelle looked down at her limited edition LeVinci heels. She had been the first in
the country to get them straight from the runway.
However, before Michelle could speak up, Irene immediately began accusing her.