Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game
Chapter 106 - 098 Taking the Wife to the Nightclub? _7

Chapter 106: 098 Taking the Wife to the Nightclub? _7

Thinking about how things have been going smoothly recently, I couldn’t help but smile.

Actually, this man isn’t all that bad, and Charlotte even inexplicably felt a slight sweetness.

All day long, the high-heel gal maintained her graceful demeanor. Even wearing flat shoes, Charlotte felt she was about to collapse from exhaustion, and wondered if the high-heel gal didn’t have any, uh, activities last night?

Oh dear, it seems like she’s getting naughty, jumping to such conclusions immediately.

Because she thought her exhaustion and lack of strength were due to Atlas Hallow’s insatiable demands, while the high-heel gal probably slept soundly all night and thus was so energetic.

Still, she really liked the high-heel gal’s calm, insightful nature, a genuine professional, and the most important thing was her stamina, truly enviable.

All day long, Charlotte swiftly organized in her mind the data provided by Atlas Hallow, combining it with what she’d observed. She always made decisions quickly, and once decided, Ethan Baird would start to implement them. However, this time she hesitated a bit.

It’s not that she doubted the project. Having seen all the drawings, Charlotte was in awe of the designer’s genius. The main worry was that collaborating with Atlas Hallow might lead to many unexpected situations.

"President Shaw, the dinner reservation is settled, so I’ll be heading back now." Annie, having finished all her tasks and secured the dinner reservation, felt utterly exhausted. She just wanted to go home and get a good night’s sleep, otherwise, she’d really collapse.

"There’s still an afterparty tonight. Leaving so early, Assistant Gray, isn’t that a bit rude?" Joseph Shaw eyed Annie. Her cat-like eyes were dim under her fluffy, soft short hair, but he wasn’t at all sympathetic. If she wanted to throw a tantrum, she could go right ahead; he didn’t care one bit. It was her choice to play this game.

Charlotte, with her sharp ears, heard this. She thought Annie was a first name and hadn’t expected Gray to be the last name, which was quite unusual.

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together. She felt Atlas Hallow and Joseph Shaw seemed to lack respect for women.

"Understood, President Shaw." Annie nodded. Fortunately, the day’s work was indeed done. At least she could sit down during dinner and not be too tired, but more than eating, what she really needed was enough sleep.

Charlotte watched in awe as Annie took the car keys Joseph Shaw handed her.

By comparison, Atlas Hallow was far more gentlemanly than Joseph Shaw. How much pay did it take for Annie to be driving around, essentially as his chauffeur? The workload of the day was simply unreasonable.

The group got into several cars and drove to the city’s most luxurious hotel.

As soon as the car stopped, a valet came over to drive the cars to the parking lot. Atlas Hallow noticed Charlotte looking a bit worse for wear, truly exhausted after a full day, and every additional interaction with her would broaden his understanding of Charlotte.

She was a very unique girl, especially when working, with sharp clarity and an innate sensitivity to numbers. Together with Ethan Baird, she’d turned Currency City Private Wealth Management Company into such a success in just two short years. It was no accident.

"Miss Miller, what would you like for dinner?" Atlas Hallow handed over the menu, and since Charlotte was a lady, Annie naturally sat with Charlotte at the table. Charlotte handed the menu over to Annie.

"Miss Gray, you choose. The hotel is your pick, so you surely know what’s good." Charlotte said with a smiling face.

"I’ve actually only been here once, but this hotel’s reputation is quite good. Miss Miller, you can order what you like; I’m not picky." Annie smiled, politely declining Charlotte’s offer.

Actually, it wasn’t just Charlotte who found it odd; Annie also found it strange. She had met Atlas Hallow a few times, and she’d heard from Joseph Shaw that Charlotte was his wife, but today they didn’t seem very much like a couple. Atlas Hallow referred to Charlotte as Miss Miller, while Charlotte called Atlas Hallow President Hallow.

A very unconventional couple indeed.

Charlotte didn’t hold back. Atlas Hallow was the wealthy one, so it was only natural for him to foot the bill.

After ordering what she liked, she also ordered a few of Ethan Baird’s favorites. It seemed Atlas Hallow didn’t have any favorites since he wouldn’t consistently eat one particular thing, except for black coffee.

"Do you want to order anything else?" After finishing her order, Charlotte returned the menu to Atlas Hallow.

Somewhat neglectful, she realized she didn’t know her husband’s favorite foods, but it wasn’t really her fault. After all, they didn’t marry for love and hadn’t even met before marriage, so she hadn’t had enough time to understand his lifestyle and eating habits.

She’d ordered quite a lot already, so Atlas Hallow handed the menu to the waiter. Daniel Parker silently watched on; tonight, there would certainly be a lot to see, with the main event following dinner.

"Ethan, I bet the winter melon soup here is much better than when we last had it. You can have several bowls; it’s packed with ingredients." Charlotte vividly remembered the winter melon soup since Ethan Baird always wondered how one could cook food in a winter melon shell.

"Certainly, since Chinese food abroad is rarely authentic." Ethan Baird was curious about what Atlas Hallow was up to today. Why bring his wife to a nightclub?

Charlotte never expected that when Atlas Hallow said he wanted to entertain them well, he meant taking them to a nightclub after dinner.

It was so shocking her jaw nearly dropped.

"What, you didn’t know? Many times, business deals are made in such places," said Atlas Hallow, standing beside Charlotte, his deep laughter rolling from his chest, still carrying a hint of teasing.

Seemed as though he was mocking Charlotte for being unaware.

Even knowing this, she had never set foot in such places. After all, these places catered to men.

Ethan Baird couldn’t understand what on earth Atlas Hallow was thinking, bringing his wife to a nightclub?