Ecstacy of the Heart

Everything was ready. Allison was full of confidence.

She went through Mr. Geoffrey's schedule carefully, which showed that he would be play golf in a high-end golf course located at suburbia of J City the whole afternoon. In the evening, he would go back to downtown and meet with a few business tycoons in JY Club.

If she wanted to find him in the golf course, she couldn't get in at all because she was not a member. However, JY Club would be another story. It wouldn't be that difficult for her to sneak in. Making a comparison, Allison made a decision.

As long as she could sneak in and find a chance to meet Mr. Geoffrey, she would show him her sincerity and talked to him, so probably she would have a better chance of success.

When it was getting dark, Allison had dinner. Then she went to JY Club directly.

The inner decoration in JY Club was unique and exquisite. At first glance, anyone walked in would know it was a place for the rich to consume.

According to the room number given by Bernard, Allison searched for the room accordingly and soon arrived at the door of the private room. Listening to the noises from the room, she got nervous. According to the schedule from Bernard, right now Mr. Geoffrey must be talking with the business owners who would be his potential business partners. If she broke in so rashly, she might not only fail the business of the gift box but would also be driven out.

Thinking about it, Allison bit her lips. She had to turn around and leave for the time being. She had to figure out another way to contact Mr. Geoffrey. If she just waited at the door of the private room for him to come out, she wondered how long she would have to wait.

Suddenly, a waitress, who was in uniform and holding a tray, walked by. Allison's eyes lit up. An idea came up to her mind. Since she couldn't walk in the room directly, she could change to a different identity. Allison rushed to the waitress and reached out to stop her. "Excuse me, could you do me a favor?"

The waitress was confused. She asked, "What favor? I'm still at work."

Taking a deep breath, Allison lowered her voice and said, "I can pay you for that."

The waitress looked weird. "I don't provide any special service..."

Allison was shocked, and then she understood what the waitress meant immediately. She curled into smile and pointed at the waitress' uniform. "I don't need any special service. I just want to borrow your uniform."

Twenty minutes later, Allison put on the uniform of the JY Club and walked out from the staff room. With the uniform, she could sneak in the private room smoothly. Then she would have a chance to talk to Mr. Geoffrey.

She plucked up her courage, walked along the corridor, and headed towards the private room. When she arrived at a corner, she heard a low voice from the other side of the corner. It was a man's voice. His tone was low but he sounded anxious. It seemed that he was answering a call.

Allison planned to turn around and walk away directly, but she heard him mention a familiar name.

"No worries. Horace Geoffrey won't know it. As long as you can prepare the goods in advance, they will be switched when he deliver his goods there. In that case we can get something on him." Horace Geoffrey was the full name of TL Group's CEO, Mr. Geoffrey, whom Allison wanted to meet.

Allison took a deep breath, stopped, and listened to him, holding her breath.

"What are you afraid of? This is just between you and me. No one else would know it! Horace Geoffrey treated you that way, have you already forgotten? This is such a good opportunity. As long as his goods are switched, we can call the police directly, reporting that his company goods have problems. I have my men in the police station, too. He couldn't deny it!"

Hearing this, Allison had almost figured out what they were doing more or less. It turned out that someone wanted to frame Horace.

Suddenly, there were footsteps approaching her from the other side of the corner, getting closer and closer. Allison wanted to turn around and leave, but it was too late. In a hurry, she saw an empty room next to her. She walked in and closed the door without any hesitation.

s relieet

Soon, the sound of the man's footsteps passed by the private room, receding. Allison pressed her ear at the door and waited until it had become quiet again in the corridor. Then she and pushed the door open. Fortunately, she was not caught. Otherwise, her plan tonight would be ruined.

Allison walked out from the private room and adjusted her breath.

Patting on her cheeks, she continued to walk towards Mr. Geoffrey's private room. No matter who that man was, the most important was to get into his room and talk with him.

"Hey! You! Stop!" A voice rang out behind her. Allison froze and

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stopped subconsciously. She turned around and saw a man in the manager's uniform staring at her with a serious look. He looked at her

up and down and asked, "Why have I never seen you before?"

Allison squeezed her hands nervously. She answered, "I... I'm new here."

Upon hearing it, the manager frowned. He blamed, "No wonder! I was wondering why no one sent the wine. Come with me. You should serve the wine to Room No.18." Hearing his words, Allison became relieved secretly. She followed the manager quickly.

After getting the wine, the manager said to her seriously, "Take them to Room No.18. ASAP!"

"Yes, sir!" Allison responded and walked towards Room No.18 right away.

After she had disappeared from the manager's sight, she fastened her pace and walked towards Room 22 with the tray in her hands directly.

Room 22 was the private room where Horace was. She must go in as soon as possible, just to avoid any other accident.

"Knock... Knock..." She knocked at the door before pushing it open and walking in.

There were four men sitting in the private room with two women dressing in low-cut clothes. The ambience in the room was warm and everyone was enjoying themselves.

Taking a glance, Allison saw Horace sitting in the middle. Targeting at him, she walked up and said in a low voice, "Sir, here's the wine you ordered."

A man sitting beside Horace took a look at the wine in the tray, asking confusedly, "We didn't order any wine. Are those... free gifts?" Hearing his question, everyone looked at Allison. Allison felt tense, her heart hammering. "This is... A gift from our manger."

Hearing her answer, another man sitting aside chimed in with a smile, “Oh, from the manager! I just ran into him when I was answering the phone just now and exchanged a few words with him. Probably he sent them in."

Hearing this voice, Allison looked at the man subconsciously. The man's voice was exactly the same as the voice she had overheard at the corner.

Before she could react, Horace said, "Mr. Hobart, you're awesome. The manager even sent you free wine after exchanging a few words with you."

Mr. Hobart put on a flattery smile. "Oh, please, Mr. Geoffrey! I'm so flattered. Since we have free wine, let's make a toast to Mr. Geoffrey!"

Suddenly, the ambience in the private room became heated. Standing aside, Allison didn't know what to do. She racked her brains, wondering how she could talk to Mr. Geoffrey alone.

Right then, another man looked at her and urged, "Why are you rooted there? Pour the wine for Mr. Geoffrey! Hurry up!"

Allison came back to her senses right away. She picked up the wine bottle to open the cord and pour the wine into a glass. She was not familiar with it and nervous. Seeing that, they could tell that she was

new.

Mr. Hobart couldn't stand it. With a frown, he snapped, "Do you know how to pour the wine? If not, get out!"

Startled by his scold, Allison couldn't help but shake her hands. Then the wine was poured all over the glass and spilled all over Horace's suit.0000000