Chapter 459 So Dirty It Makes You Want to Puke
Dorian asked, "Have you all met Victoria a few times? Their family always attends the Harrington family's parties. Plus, her parents are very talented people who are quite famous in their industry. They even won awards and were featured in the newspapers a few times back then."
Dorian's hand was still on Victoria's shoulder, squeezing it gently.
"Yes, we've met a few times. We didn't recognize her. We didn't expect her to be the secretary and wife of the new boss of the Harrington Group."
"She's really powerful."
"Come on, let's toast to Mrs. Harrington together, shall we? In the future, if we have any collaborations with the Harrington Group, we'll need Mrs. Harrington to put in a good word for us with Mr. Harrington."
"That's a good idea."
Dorian agreed with the others, raising his glass, and he picked up Victoria's glass as well.
Victoria looked at the glass of wine, just wanting to drink it quickly and leave. She reached out to take it.
"Oh, how did this happen? Let me clean it up for you." Dorian's hand suddenly slipped, and the glass fell onto her leg, spilling wine on her.
Victoria immediately tried to stand up, but Dorian's chest was half-pressed against her from behind, holding her down softly, "It's alright. Just wipe it off."
"What are you doing?" Victoria couldn't wait. His hand brushed her thigh. Standing up, she raised a cup of coffee from the side and poured at his face."Please respect me."
Dorian closed his eyes as the coffee splashed on him, trying hard to maintain a smile.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Dorian wiped his face with the napkin that he had been using to clean up the wine on her, then slowly leaned over to grab her hand, "We all respect you. How about offering you a drink? You poured wine on me accidentally. I pardon you. You can leave after sitting and drinking. What about it?"
"Let go of me," Victoria shouted.
She hated that he was holding her so tightly, feeling utterly disgusted.
"Sit down," he suddenly yelled and quickly pushed her back into the seat.
Victoria then noticed someone secretly taking pictures. Glaring at the person diagonally opposite, she asked, "What are you shooting?"
"Nothing. I'm just watching videos. Right, let's have a drink together, and then we can all go our separate ways."
The person put away their phone. Victoria wanted to snatch it but knew she was outnumbered. Now, she could only hope that Janaye would come to her rescue.
"I have nothing to drink with you all," she said, trying to stand up again.
But someone else had already refilled her glass, and Dorian was holding his. "If you obediently drink this, we'll consider you one of us, okay?"
He brought the glass to her lips.
"I will never be one of you." Victoria thought they were really ridiculous.
A bunch of people bullying a girl younger than their daughters was disgusting.
"Really?" Dorian stared at her lips, pushing the glass closer.
Victoria turned, but he held her body down.
Dorian laughed. "Drink it, and I'll let you go, whether you're one of us or not."
"Never!" Victoria immediately retorted, but before she could finish, the glass was pressed at her lips.
Dorian's finger pressed against her lower lip.
Victoria held her breath. The glass at her lips and the aged faces around the table were so filthy that they made her vomit.
When the door sounded, everyone was stunned. Dorian, still in that position, glanced outside.
Today, he wanted this woman to know that Dorian was not to be messed with and that no one could stop him.
In front of so many people, she dared to splash him. She was too arrogant.
"Who is it?" He asked in dissatisfaction.
The door wasn't opened by hand but kicked open.
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