312 Chapter 312

Vernon patted the spot beside him on the sofa, "Sit here and accompany me for the night."

Cynthia gasped upon hearing the invitation from Mr. Phoenix Gray. She knew that it was very normal— even encouraged in this bar for the waitresses to serve the VIPs.

But she never expected the young and handsome Vernon Phoenix Gray to ask for her company.

Because she was old, at least for the standard of the waitresses here, she was one of the oldest. It was rare for her to be invited by the VIP members of the bar because most of them wanted the young women.

"S—Sir, do you want me to invite a younger waitress?"

"No," Vernon replied curtly. "Just sit here and accompany me, don't worry, I will pay you for your service."

Cynthia gulped nervously, and the hawk-like gaze thrown by Mr. Phoenix Gray at her didn't help at all.

In fact, it only made her feel even more nervous, to the point that she wanted to leave the room immediately.

She knew that she should be happy to be able to accompany the up-and-coming celebrity CEO who dated a lot of actresses.

But there was this sense of danger from him, 'I feel like he's eyeing me because he wants to hurt me, not to have fun with me.'

"Come on, don't make me wait," Vernon urged, and Cynthia reluctantly approached Vernon and sat at the edge of the sofa.

"I—I'm here, Sir."

'This chapter is updated by N(o)V(e)lB(i)n.',

"Tsk, not close enough," Vernon clicked his tongue and wrapped his hand around her waist. He pulled the waitress closer to his side until their thighs rubbed on each other. "See? This is more intimate."

"Y—Yes, Sir."

'ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ No(ve) l Bi n',

Cynthia lowered her head ashamedly. She felt nothing but fear as Vernon's fingers combed her hair to the back of her ear, "You look beautiful tonight."

"T—Thank you, Sir…."

Vernon smiled, satisfied with her obedience, 'Ah, why is Chloe not as obedient as her? Why can't she let it slide and forgive me if I ever said something wrong? I've been nothing but good to her….'

"Well, what are we waiting for? Grab another glass and drink with me, we will have a beautiful night together."

**

"It's an hour before midnight, where is he?" Chloe murmured after checking the clock.

She walked back and forth in the penthouse's living room, waiting for Vernon to open the front door so she would feel at ease.

"Usually he'd reply to my text quickly. But it's been two hours since the last text I sent."

"Did he get mad because of what I said during lunch?"

Chloe was worried that Vernon might refuse to come home because he was mad, and Chloe knew it was partly her fault.

'I know it's my fault too. I should've told him what he said wrong. He looked so lost when I scolded him….' Chloe thought. She glanced at the dining table, where she cooked a lot of food, complete with a banana pudding in the fridge, Vernon's favorite type of dessert.

She cooked a lot today because she wanted Vernon to be in a good mood, so he wouldn't be easily triggered.

'I want to apologize for being too emotional. I shouldn't have blamed him for being clueless. I don't know if it's okay for me to say it, but at least I would tell him what he said wrong in my eyes. And maybe, through a miracle, he would change his view,' Chloe thought. Though she also doubted that.

As far as she knew, all of the Gray family men she met had been misogynistic and racist, and it wasn't surprising if Vernon was one of them. After all, he was Vincent's blood brother, and that guy was a narcissistic monster.

Chloe knew it wasn't her place to 'fix' Vernon's view. Because that guy was a fully-grown adult. So, he should've been able to see right and wrong.

"But I can still see my cute little Vernon when I see him looking so lost when I scolded him, and I… I can't be mad at him for too long…."

"So maybe, I can teach him how to be a good man once more, just like how I taught him when he was a kid."

Chloe waited for another thirty minutes without any news from Vernon.

So she started ringing his phone.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Vernon didn't pick up the call until the fourth call when the call was suddenly connected.

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"Uh… huh… hello?"

Chloe's heart sank when she heard Vernon's voice.

'He's drunk,' she realized.

"Hello? Who's this? Why are you calling me? Don't you see I'm uh… I'm busy!" Vernon yelled on the phone.

'He is definitely drunk as a skunk right now.'

"Hey, speak something… or I'm hanging up!"

Chloe mustered her courage and asked, "Vernon, where are you?"

Vernon regained some of his consciousness when he heard the soft voice. But it wasn't enough for him to speak like a sober person because he was already down to his fifth glass of that seven-star fantasy.

But he knew that his woman was on the phone right now.

"I… I… uh… I'm in a bar…." Vernon replied.

"A bar?!"

"Y—Yeah…"

"Sir, who is on the phone?" Chloe heard a woman's voice on the phone, and Vernon tried to silence her by shushing. Though it was too late because Chloe had heard her voice already.

Chloe knew that Vernon was free to sleep with any woman since he wasn't married to anyone. But she had always worried about him accidentally knocking a woman with a baby or catching random STDs.

So she quickly asked, "Did you bring your condom?"

"Condom?! Why would I need one?!" Vernon was angry when Chloe asked such an unnecessary question, and the alcohol only blurred his mind, even more, making him unable to think with a clear mind.

"I won't use a condom! I'm not doing anything! I swear!" Vernon yelled like a kid that had been caught red-handed.

Chloe massaged her forehead as she suddenly got a headache thinking about this unbridled young man.

"Obviously, you're with a woman right now! I know you will sleep with her tonight! Go use a condom!"