Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty

The man entered a private room.

Fleur remained where she was. It took her a while to settle down. When she did, she ordered a bottle of wine to be sent to that room.

She knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Fleur entered the room. There were not many people, only four men and two women in the midst of karaoke. They stopped immediately upon seeing her.

The combined net worth of these four men was likely more than Y City's GDP for at least several years. Naturally, Olivier was also here, wearing a white shirt. Beside him was the mysterious man in black.

The atmosphere turned awkward as Fleur stood there, her The Stunning Club radiating brightest in the room.

Fleur's bright eyes swept over everyone's faces, including the man in black, before landing on Olivier, whose eyes were deep and cold.

Under these gazes, she strode over and sat beside Olivier, brushing his thigh as she did so.

Fleur turned and looked at him with a gentle smile. "You came out without inviting me?"

They were so close to each other that their breaths met. Fleur could not see Olivier's expression in the dim light, but she could still sense an undercurrent of danger.

"We're talking official business. Leave us."

"No." Fleur pointed to one of the two women and said, "Even Mathilde who won an Oscar recently is here singing for you. What business do you have that I can't listen in on but she can?"

"Fleur Leroy." Olivier grabbed her wrist and began to say something when:

"Hey, you didn't tell us you have a new girlfriend."

Fleur turned to look at the speaker. It was Waldo Guerin, third son of the Han family and famous playboy. His words were directed at Olivier.

"Now you do. Here's some wine to treat you guys, think of it as a meeting gift from me to you." Fleur placed the bottle of wine on the table.

Fleur felt cold eyes on her and turned around to look at the man dressed in black. His face identical to the man in the photo earlier today. She had recovered from earlier and was calm enough to not react now. Fleur smiled in greeting, but the man stayed expressionless.

"Miss, do you see any wine on our table? Why are you giving this to us?" Waldo's eyes were lit by the dazzling neon lights as he spoke.

"You've been with Master Olivier for only a few days haven't you?" Don't you know he doesn't drink?" There was only water on their table, nothing else.

"My Olivier doesn't drink. This drink is for you."

My Olivier...

Fleur leaned back as if curling into Olivier's arms, but in fact she kept a distance between them, creating a tantalizing tension. Her figure and fragrance drew the men in.

Everyone thought Olivier would push her away, but not only did he not do that, he even placed an arm behind her on the sofa.

This action might seem meaningless to these men, but when Olivier did it, there was some sort of attractive intention in there.

As if to say, "This woman is under my protection."

Waldo smiled and said nothing.

The man in black picked up the wine, remarking coldly, "This wine was imported from Geulim, Israel. It's almost impossible to buy it in the market. A bottle turned up last year. We sold it for two million dollars. I imagine it would not be for sale in The Stunning Club."

He looked at Fleur, eyes sharp as black glass. "I don't think two million dollars could even buy this bottle, given it's dated 1990."

Waldo said, "There's our expert wine dealer, Simon Muller." His eyes glinted.

The man called Simon Muller held the bottle with bronze hands that undoubtedly charmed lots of woman. "I've heard that The Stunning Club is owned by a stunningly beautiful woman, hence the name. Are you the owner, Miss Leroy?"000