Chapter 464 Let Me Refill Your Glass
Dog then turned to gaze at Ingrid impatiently. “Come over here and pour Mr. Charleston a glass, Ingrid.”
Ingrid shook like a leaf as she clung to Josephine, who squeezed the younger woman’s hand reassuringly.
“Ingrid’s young and inexperienced. Let me do it.”
Josephine stood up and grabbed the bottle of white wine before approaching Larold at the other end of the table.
Dog smirked at the sight, confident in his assessment that Josephine’s initiative to pour the wine was indicative of her actual identity as an escort.
Larold considered Josephine’s offer as he allowed his eyes to wander up and down her body before holding out his glass.
“Dog,” he called appreciatively. “Who is this lovely lady?”
“She’s the girlfriend of my fiancée’s cousin,” Dog said at once, aware that important men like Larold did not enjoy the company of women for hire.
“Where do you work, Mr. Charleston?” Josephine asked sweetly as she poured the wine.
“Mr. Charleston is an executive of Sullivan Group,” boasted Dog before Larold could speak. “They are running the helm of development in Horington!”
Josephine smiled triumphantly, her suspicions regarding the involvement of her family’s company confirmed. So this fool is under Dad’s employ!
“What is your name, my dear?” Larold asked as he gazed at her, the lust in his eyes no longer concealed.
“My name is Josephine Sullivan,” she answered with a smile.
“Josephine Sullivan?” Larold’s forehead creased ever so slightly before smoothing out again. “What a lovely name. In fact, the daughter of our boss is called Josephine Sullivan too.”
“People are getting really lazy with coming up with original names, aren’t they?” Dog chimed in with a laugh. “Too bad that some Josephines are born into better families than others.”
Larold drained the glass poured by Josephine in one flourish before holding it up again. “Wine poured by a beautiful girl like you tastes exceptionally sweet, Josephine. Come, pour me another glass.”
This time, Josephine’s features hardened before throwing the contents of the glass at Larold’s face.
Larold exclaimed in shock as he jumped to his feet. Dog hastily helped wipe Larold’s clothes and glowered at Josephine. “What’s wrong with you? How dare you disrespect Mr. Charleston in this manner?”
“Are you asking to be punished, young lady?” Larold growled as he stared at her ferociously.
“I think you are the one who needs to be punished. You were tasked with overseeing the development and taking care of the company affairs. Instead, you abuse your power for personal gain. I think your time in Sullivan Group is up.”
As she spoke, Josephine pulled out her phone to give her father a call.
Larold was taken aback. “What do you mean?”
“I meant exactly what I said. You took my family’s money and acted dishonestly, didn’t you? I’ll have my father sack you.”
“Are you Ms. Sullivan?” Larold’s eyes were wide with terror.
Dog was taken aback as well, though he regained his own composure sufficiently to console Larold. “Don’t worry, Mr. Charleston. She couldn’t be your boss’s daughter. Jared here is an ex-convict who had just gotten out of prison. If she really was Ms. Sullivan, why would she be fraternizing with an ex-con? She’s using what you told her about sharing her name with a rich and powerful person to frighten you.”
Larold heaved a sigh of relief at those words before turning coldly to Josephine. “Make that call if you dare,” he sneered. “If I still have my job by the end of the day, you’re going to have to keep my company for the next couple of nights.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Charleston,” said Dog eagerly. “I’ve made some arrangements to ensure that she isn’t going to be going back out of her promise tonight.”
Ingrid was frightened. Though she was aware of Josephine’s identity, she felt that Dog made sense. Why would the rich and powerful Ms. Sullivan ever stoop to the likes of Jared?
