Chapter 758 The Buzzkill
Although intended for Lennon, Lucy’s outburst ended up mortifying Heather.
Her colleagues, aware of Heather’s earlier actions, started casting her curious glances and murmuring.
Lennon chuckled, lifting his gaze to meet Lucy’s with indifference. “Why should I give up something that belongs to me? My health is my own d@mn business; who are you to tell me what to do?”
A hint of mockery played on his chiseled face. “Who do you think you are?”
Lucy’s fists clenched tightly. Her gaze locked with his, anger sparking in her eyes. “Who do I think I am? You tell me!”
“If it weren’t for your grandfather’s constant reminders to look after you and the exploitative contract I signed with your family, do you think I’d bother with you? No one would bat an eye if you died!”
“Excuse me, aren’t you being a bit of a buzzkill?” Heather, unable to tolerate it any longer, stood up.
“Lenn is perfectly healthy: I’ve never heard of him being hospitalized! He knows his limits; he doesn’t need your unwanted intervention. What a party pooper you are! We have a room full of medical professionals here. We don’t need you to play the savior!”
Desperate to save face, Heather deliberately portrayed her relationship with Lennon as more intimate than it actually was.
Lucy raised an eyebrow at Heather’s words. Turning her head, she gave Heather a glacial stare. “And you are?”
“I-I’m… Lenn’s friend, of course!”
Lucy’s smile was faint, almost mocking. “Lenn, you say? You two do seem quite close.”
She turned to Lennon, still seated with a bored expression. “Quite a hard worker, aren’t you?”
Heather felt a pang of guilt, but the watchful eyes of her colleagues prevented her from backing down. Suddenly, she remembered Cherise, her new friend and the star of the evening and her lover, Damien.
This realization rekindled Heather’s confidence. Taking a deep breath, she turned to Cherise, “Cherise, darling, could you have security remove this woman?”
“This dinner was arranged by you and Damien for our colleagues, and this intruder is causing a scene.
you think you should do something about it?”
Don’t you
As soon as Heather finished speaking, Lucy instinctively turned her head, meeting Cherise’s gaze.
Lucy smiled. “So, she’s your colleague?”
Cherise coughed awkwardly. “Uh, yeah…”
Lucy yawned nonchalantly. “You have quite an interesting group of colleagues. This one seems eager to show me the door.”
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Cherise chuckled. “Of course not. If anyone needs to be shown the door, it should be those who don’t play by the rules.”
Her gaze shifted to Heather, her voice thick with disapproval, “C’mon, Heather, you’re being a bit too much here.”
Gesturing towards Lucy, “My friend is Lennon’s physician entrusted with his health and well-being. Seeing him chugging down like this naturally upset her. As a fellow healthcare professional, wouldn’t you understand such a concern? Why are you trying to create unnecessary drama? You should’ve at least asked about his health restrictions before offering him alcohol, don’t you think?”
Heather’s face flushed scarlet at Cherise’s words.
