Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly changed her tone. "But I need to warn you. Don’t get any inappropriate ideas about me. I’m engaged now and my fiancé is none other than Malcolm Fitzroy."
Malcolm?
The name sounded somewhat familiar. Wasn’t the Rolls-Royce at the entrance his? Still, what did any of this have to do with me?
There was still a large group of people waiting for me in the conference room to start the meeting. If I didn’t leave soon, I was going to be late.
Seeing me remain silent, Thalialightly patted my shoulder with her manicured hand.
“Civil servants don’t make much money. How about you drive for my fiancé instead? I’ll have him pay you a thousand dollars a month. That’s got to be better than your measly salary.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter.
I couldn’t understand it. Why did people like them always feel the need to humiliate others just to elevate themselves?
This would be my last time attending such a class reunion.
I ignored Thalia’s mockery and casually grabbed my coat, putting it on. "Are you done? If so, step aside. I have things to do."
I had barely taken a few steps when Malcolm, who was sitting across from me, suddenly slammed his hand on the table.
Immediately, a dozen or so burly men in black suits rushed into the room.
I noticed the nameplates on their chests: Fitzroy Group. It was a well-known industry leader in Langston City.
Malcolm downed the drink in his glass in one go, then burped.
"Griffin, did I say you could leave?"
I couldn’t help but narrow my eyes. "My legs are attached to my body. Do I need to report to you about where I’m going?"
Malcolm burst into laughter after hearing my words. "You’re just a lowly civil servant. Don’t you realize whose turf you're on? The whole restaurant is owned by my family. Don't you think you need to report to me? Without my permission, you’re not leaving through that door today."
The class leader sensed the awkward atmosphere and immediately stepped in, saying a few polite words to ease the tension.
"Hey, hey, both of you, calm down! We’ve been classmates for over a decade, no need to let something so small ruin the mood."
Halfway through, the class leader suddenly turned to me. "Griffin, come on, we’ve finally all gathered together. How can you just leave early? Come on, sit back down. Let’s have a drink together and catch up properly."