My beautiful boss

Chapter 130 An Enamored Guy

Martin was dismayed and felt a little angry deep inside. However, he controlled his temper.

After all, he was a dignified man, and he was good at concealing emotions. He knew he could not show his true feelings. Or else, he would lose his chance to get Shelly.

"Mr. Huang, I'm sorry we're late. This is my boyfriend, Peter Wang."

Shelly walked to the table and introduced Peter.

"Well, your boyfriend? Nice to meet you, Peter." Much as he disliked Peter, he had to shake hands with Peter like a gentleman.

"Nice to meet you, too." Peter smiled as he sat down. He had to behave politely since Shelly was going to discuss business with Martin.

"Peter, I'm so glad you're here. I was thinking, Shelly doesn't like to drink. Now that you're here, I can drink with you instead."

Promptly, the dinner was served. Martin stood up and filled Peter's glass with wine.

Martin knew he could not pursue Shelly on the table. So, he decided to play nice first. He had a plan. He was going to make Peter drunk first and then get Shelly later.

Martin was so good at drinking. He was confident that he could make Peter drunk.

"Seriously?" Peter with his mouth wide open looked a little nervous. "Mr. Huang, I don't drink."

"What are you talking about?" Martin grinned. 'I know you don't drink. You'd better not be good at drinking. Or else, I can't get Shelly!'

Although he felt jubilant deep inside, he did not show his emotions and frowned. "If you don't drink, then Shelly will have to drink with me.

Come on, man! For our partnership and first meeting, let's have a drink."

After which, Martin finished off his wine.

Peter frowned and looked really upset. He had no choice but to pick up his glass and finish off his wine as well. After he was finished, he couldn't help but give out a few coughs.

Peter looked as if he did't really drink.

"Peter, are you okay?" Shelly looked worried as she patted his back.

"Fi...fine. I'm good." Peter assured her as he tried to smile.

Martin was very furious when he saw Shelly was so worried about Peter. But, he said nothing and picked up his glass full of wine again.

Peter, unable to refuse him, had to continue drinking as well. Shortly, two bottles of wine had been consumed and Peter was a little drunk.

During dinner, Martin also asked Shelly to drink with them. This made Shelly a little drunk and her face flushed. The color on her face made her more attractive.

"One more drink, man!" Martin was very pleased when he looked at them. He didn't stop drinking. Instead, he picked up his wine glass again and urged Peter to drink.

Actually, Martin was surprised. Despite Peter's claim that he did't drink, he had already consumed a lot.

'Good thing, he's not a drinker! Or else I would be drunk by now, ' thought Martin.

"No, I'm already drunk. I can't do this anymore." Peter shook his head and refused.

"What are you saying? If you want to have a partnership with me, you have to continue drinking." Martin smiled to himself as he threatened Peter.

"Okay, this is the last. I really can't drink anymore,"

Peter said trying to talk straight and then finished off his wine.

"Oh, men!

I'm really drunk. I want to sleep."

Instantly, Peter lay on the table. He had obviously passed out.

"Are you okay, man? Don't play with me. I know you're not drunk. Why did you pass out? Get up and have a drink with me. Or else, I will cancel this partnership with you."

In truth, Martin was happy to see Peter unconscious. But he wanted to make sure Peter was not faking it, so he nudged Peter to check.

Peter snored loudly and remained asleep.

"Peter, wake up! Are you okay?" Shelly became frightened when she saw this. She couldn't help but push Peter.

She was not aware of Peter's drinking ability. So even she was not sure if Peter was faking it or not.

Shelly was a bit drunk too. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

She started to panic. Peter had passed out, and she didn't know what to do with the enamored guy.

"Shelly, don't worry. He is just a little drunk. He will be fine," Martin said as he picked up his glass again. "Now, let's have a drink."

"I'm sorry Mr. Huang. I can't drink anymore. I have to bring him home."

Shelly was not stupid. She wouldn't dare drink with Martin alone.

However, she was too drunk to stand.

'Gosh! Peter, why did you do this? You were supposed to protect me. Now you've passed out. What should I do?'

Shelly lost her balance.

"Shelly, are you okay? Shall I take you home?" Martin quickly stood up as he held Shelly.

Martin was completely turned on when he looked at her beautiful face and provocative body.

'What a hot woman!'

"No, leave me alone." Shelly felt dazed and tried to avoid Martin's help. "I'm fine. I can go home by myself.

Peter! Peter, wake up. Let's go home." Shelly pushed Peter again, but he remained asleep.

"Okay, I have a suggestion. Let's have a last drink and then I will sign the contract. What do you think?"

Martin ignored her. Instead, he took out the contract and filled Shelly's glass with wine.

He was out to deceive her. While Shelly was busy trying to wake up Peter, Martin took out a bag of powder secretly and added it in Shelly's wine.

Shelly couldn't help but look up when she heard him. "Are you serious? One last drink and you will sign the contract?"

The contract was worth five million dollars. She really wanted to get that contract, so she could get a high commission. Besides, it was one last drink. It was no big deal.

Shelly would never have thought Martin would add the powder into her wine. Martin was the top manager of a hospital. She thought he was a good man. And they all drank from the same wine, so Shelly never doubted his suggestion.

"Of course, I'm serious. I give you my word,"

Martin said sincerely, but deep inside he was rejoicing.

'I will sign the contract and I will also get your body, ' he thought to himself.

Convinced, Shelly drank the wine without hesitation.

Martin looked at Shelly with a dirty smile. He took out his phone and started the recording.

The powder he added into her wine was an aphrodisiac. Shelly would not stand it.

Soon, Shelly would throw herself into his arms. And Martin was not afraid because he planned to record everything as a piece of evidence.