Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Chapter 190

Andrew fell silent for a moment.

Looking the delicate and beautiful woman up and down, his throat went dry.

What a gorgeous body! If her soft hands could just…

He couldn’t help but gulp at the thought.

In the end, his own desire conquered him, and he nodded to her request eagerly.

“Okay, I’ll arrange a private meeting between you and Selah at seven o’clock tonight.

Give me your number.

I’ll call you then.

”

Lindsey averted her gaze and whispered, “Okay.

”

Leaning leisurely against the wall, while waiting for Lindsey, Domenic dealt with company affairs on his phone.

When Lindsey emerged from Andrew’s lounge, he slipped his phone back into his trouser pocket, stood up straight, and walked over.

“How’d it go?” he asked.

Lindsey lowered her head and answered softly, “He promised to let me see Selah at seven o’clock tonight.

”

Domenic frowned slightly.

Her plan was a success, so why was her face so pale?

“What’s the matter? Did he make things difficult for you?” Domenic asked with concern.

Lindsey pursed her lips and forced a smile, “No, everything’s fine.

”

Domenic had already done so much for her; she didn’t want to get him involved anymore.

Domenic’s expression darkened.

He knew she was lying, but he still quietly followed her out of the club.

At seven o’clock sharp, Lindsey received a call from Andrew.

He had arranged for the two women to meet in a French restaurant.

After getting dressed, Lindsey took a taxi straight to the restaurant.

As soon as she arrived, she found Andrew waiting for her at the door, still looking as rich and powerful as a business elite.

Lindsey hesitated for a moment before steeling herself.

Taking a deep breath, she strode forward with her head held high.

“Mr.

Lee.

”

Lindsey sported a gently textured white shirt featuring a lace collar that was a favorite among many.

She had it neatly tucked into a denim wrap skirt, and the graceful contours of her hips added a touch of intellectual beauty to her professional look.

Andrew playfully arched his eyebrows, and his greedy gaze appeared locked onto Lindsey.

He retrieved a card from his suit pocket and slipped it into Lindsey’s lace collar.

Leaning close, he whispered in her ear, “Remember what you promised me.

I’ll be waiting for you in the room.

”

After that, Andrew smiled and departed.

Lindsey retrieved the card and discovered it was the keycard for the Emperor Hotel, the most luxurious hotel in Morcastle, owned by the Vitality Group.

Andrew had spared no expense for her.

With a dismissive snort, Lindsey slipped the room card into her bag and entered the restaurant.

Just then, a sleek silver-gray limited edition Bugatti pulled over at the roadside, turning the heads of passers-by.