Chapter 221: Is it the Kind of Security We’re Thinking of?_1
"A class gathering that’s all high-ranking bosses, and I’m just a security guard, why would you bring me here? Aren’t you afraid of losing face?"
Samantha Tate clung to Carson Flores’s arm, pressing close without any hesitation: "Even if you are a security guard, you must be the most handsome one. What have I got to be afraid of?"
Carson Flores laughed and said, "At these gatherings, they all talk about how their companies are expanding or going public. I wouldn’t be able to even get a word in, and I might just end up being ruthlessly mocked."
Samantha Tate chuckled: "That’s okay, you can just confidently tell them you’re a security guard, and then I’ll tell them I just love security guards, that’ll show them."
Carson Flores teased: "So, it seems you have quite a few admirers, huh?"
Samantha Tate pouted: "Most of them are hypocritical middle-aged sleazebags with wives and kids at home who can’t keep it in their pants, thinking they’re so charming and wanting to see if they can start an affair."
Carson Flores couldn’t help but chuckle: "Not even a few young and promising types?"
Samantha Tate said with a grin: "Oh, there is one, an eligible bachelor from a wealthy family with quite the background. I can’t just offend him outright, so I have to ask for my brother’s help. I don’t believe he can still be interested in pursuing me after he sees me hugging and kissing you..."
Carson Flores laughed: "I guess they would think it’s a classic case of ’pearls cast before swine’."
"What nonsense, we are a perfect match!"
Samantha Tate added an air of drama then pushed open the door to the private dining room: "Here we are."