Chapter 325
Chapter 325
It caught Charmine by surprise when-as she turned-she rammed against something hard like a wall.
It was Anthony.
Of course, it was because Anthony walked right behind her, thus resulting in Charmine bumping against Anthony’s arm.
Anthony lowered his head to look at Charmine in his arms and frowned. “What now? What else do you want to do in the hotel room?”
“You wish! There are too many people out there, and they’ll spot us right off the bat if we go like this. Do you have hats?” asked Charmine.
“No,” came his reply.
Charmine grimaced. Damn it! Charmine got into the hotel by hiding in Anthony’s arms… How could she leave then?
After a moment of thought, Anthony offered, “I’ll lend you my hug again.”
Again? He would carry her again?
Instinctively, she refused, “No need.”
There were other ways to go around it, Charmine thought.
At that moment, they heard footsteps that paced toward them. It was not just one person; it sounded like a group of staff walking toward them.
Without hesitation, Charmine jumped into Anthony’s arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she snuggled into his arms.
Anthony instinctively caught her, and his lips curled up.
The group of staff walked toward him and greeted in unison, “Mr. Bailey.”
“What?” asked Anthony, with Charmine still in his embrace.
The man that stood in front of the rest lowered his head and reported, “Mr. Bailey hasn’t been checking the quarterly report for a while now. Since you’re here, I’ve brought you our latest quarterly report.”
The matter disinterested Anthony; he only invested in Royal Banquet Bar for his own convenience. His brother Nial liked to push him to join them in those clubs, but the clubs outside were dirty and messed up. Due to that, Anthony appointed his men to open Royal Banquet Bar, an establishment with rules that offered a better atmosphere and surroundings. For example, guests of the establishment must be of the top 30 entrepreneurs in Burlington and the top 300 families in the country. The minimum spending in the Bar would be a million per entry, and should anyone stir trouble in the bar, they would be beaten up and thrown out no matter what.
Anthony had anticipated the business would dwindle in its course, thus it surprised him to see how many families used the Bar as a way to show off their wealth and assets. Throughout the years, Royal Banquet Bar earned 10 times more than the other bars did, making impressive figures with ease.
Anthony had no interest in listening to the report, but as he gazed at the little kitten in his arms, he said,” Why not? Read them to me.”
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Charmine gaped. Was he not supposed to make them leave? To move away quickly?
It would take up so much time listening to the report!
Alas, Charmine could say not a word as she was surrounded. She had no choice but to wait silently in his arms.
The chief executive officer read the report aloud, “In the first quarter of 2020, the gross profit of Royal Banquet Bar is fifty-three billion, including thirty percent from the alcohol. The service fees take up five percent…”
A bunch of numbers and data, professional but boring.
Anthony listened quietly with Charmine in his arms, from the report of the first quarter to the second quarter, then to the third. Reports on various expenses, services, facilities and whatnot, it took about five minutes just to go through those!
Charmine almost fell asleep, yet the man continued, “In the following five years, our plan is to expand our bars to other cities, aiming to expand globally by…”
Cough, cough! The man was talking about the Bar’s future plans already…!
Charmine adjusted herself in Anthony’s arm, her nostrils filled with his refreshing scent. She could clearly feel the outlines of his rock-hard muscles just by leaning her face against his chest.
This position was too misleading! She had been in his arms for so long, and with so many eyes on them too!
What could she do if anyone spotted anything on her that served to identify her? What if they found out that it was her all along?
Unable to stomach the thought and wait any longer, she poked Anthony at his back.
Meanwhile, Anthony felt Charmine’s finger poking against him, but he merely gave a faint smile and did nothing on it.