At this time, two people hurriedly walked over from the side door of the clubhouse’s hall—a man and a woman.
The man was in his 40s, wearing a black suit with his hair combed back. There was a conspicuous gold watch on his wrist and a string of praying beads in his hand. The sleek face revealed the steadiness and cunningness of a businessman.
A person of faith was easier to communicate with.
The woman was likely his assistant. She was very young, in her 20s, and very beautiful with a sexy figure and black-framed glasses. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, and she was wearing a white shirt paired with a red skirt.
The moment she saw Philip, the female assistant bowed and smiled slightly. She gently pushed the frame of the glasses with her left hand, appearing quite intellectual.
Philip looked sideways at Jonas who stood respectfully behind him.
Jonas hurriedly extended his arms and explained animatedly, “Dear Mr. Clarke, let me introduce you. This is the president of the hotel and the club, Kyle Lent. He’s also the person in charge before we board the cruise tonight. I’m the one who told him to come here and meet Mr. Clarke.”
Philip nodded, stretched out his hand, shook hands with Kyle, and said, “Mr. Lent, it’s nice to meet you.”
Kyle nodded hurriedly and shook Philip’s hand with a face full of excitement. He smiled and said, “Mr. Clarke, you’re too polite. I didn’t expect Mr. Clarke, who is held in high regards by President Sachs, to be so young.”
Philip smiled and said nothing.
Kyle was a smart person and knew he should not disturb him at this time, so he smiled and said, “Then, Mr. Clarke, please have a rest here. President Sachs and I shall make some arrangements at the front office. I’ll leave my assistant Mavis with you.”
After that, Kyle and Jonas left the suite.
Philip glanced at Mavis, thinking that Kyle was an old fox. He deliberately left a beautiful woman in his room. He was simply regarding him as a playboy.
“Mr. Clarke, is there anything I can help you with?”
Mavis folded her hands over her abdomen with a gentle smile on her face.
Philip thought for a while and said, “No, I’ll go out for a walk by myself.”
After that, he ignored Mavis and walked straight out of the suite along the winding stone road.
The view was worthy of artistic appreciation.
Philip was also very surprised. He stretched out his hands to support the delicate body.
Upon taking a closer look, he knew it was bad!
Sure enough…
Zee was full of apologies, but after flicking her hair, she saw the man standing in front of her. He was the one who had insulted her in the parking lot before! She suddenly screamed!
“Ah! Aren’t you that pervert? What are you doing here?”
With eyes full of disbelief, Zee glanced at the quiet corridor behind Philip and the woman standing beside him.
How could this guy be here?
Were they not standing behind the boundary of the private club?!
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