FreeGoodNovelChapter 1310 Tzipped by.
Quinn and Walter rolled up to the swanky hotel for the party. She eyeballed the entrance, feeling all nervous.
Walter tilted his head, giving her a look. "You freaking out?" Quinn kept her lips zipped and strutted in.
Walter snickered and sauntered after her.
At the venue's entrance, Walter flashed the invite, and the bouncer waved them through.
The place was massive, already buzzing with at least forty or fifty folks.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQuinn's eyes darted around and landed on a familiar face chilling in the corner.
It was Getty! "What the heck is she doing here?" Quinn blurted out.
"Beats me. Ask the hosts," Walter shot back, eyeing Getty with a weird look. Quinn caught his expression and felt like he was in on ssecret.
She sighed and let him take the lead. Besides Getty, she didn't know a soul here.
Walter made a beeline for a group on the left.
A middle-aged dude leading the pack spotted Walter and ditched his wine glass, heading their way.
"Well, if it isn't Mr. Smith! Long tno see," the guy said, grinning and sticking out his hand.
Walter shook it briefly. "Mr. Wright, it's been a minute. Digging the new 'do." Elton Wright was rocking a shiny bald head with a few stragglers. He instinctively patted his head at Walter's comment.
Elton pretended to be miffed and shot Walter a mock glare. "You really know how to hit a guy where it hurts. Wait till you hit my age; you'll be even shinier." Walter cracked up and let go of Elton's hand.
Elton's eyes shifted to Quinn. "And this is?" Walter jumped in, "Oh, right. This is Ms. Mellon from the Mellon Group, my new boss." With that, he spilled the beans that he was now with the Mellon Group.
Only a few knew about his fallout with Alexander, so most folks still thought he was with him.
Elton nodded, gave Quinn the once-over, and extended his hand. "Ms. Mellon, a pleasure to finally meet you." His gaze was direct because Quinn's status was clear. Your rank decides how folks treat you.
If Quinn had shown up as Walter's date or secretary, she'd get a different vibe.
Quinn shook his hand briefly. "I've heard a lot about you. Looking forward to working together, Mr. Wright."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You're too kind. We've heard about you too. What's Mr. Kennedy upita these days? Didn't he cwith you?" Elton asked.
Walter jumped in again. "He's tied up with stuff overseas and won't ben back for a bit, But he sends his regards and promises to visit and apologize in person when he's back." Elton looked a bit taken aback but didn't push it. He wasn't here to stir the pot.
"No need for that. It's just a party.
Business comes first. We can catch up anytime," Elton said, grabbing two glasses of wine from a passing waiter and handing them to Walter and Quinn. "Let's toast to our first meet." Walter snagged Quinn's glass. "I'll drink for her. Ms. Mellon is pregnant and can't drink. Hope you understand." Quinn was caught off guard but gave Elton an apologetic smile.
Elton bought it. If Quinn was pregnant and still showed up, Alexander must really be abroad.
Walter downed both glasses, and Elton grinned, ready to introduce them to sfolks.
But just as they turned, Getty was striding over, her eyes locked on Quinn with a challenging glare.
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