Chapter 308 A Voyeur
Meryl lingered in the hallway for a moment as Chandler emerged from his business partner’s private room. A man, clearly the big boss, came out to see Chandler off. Chandler nodded to him, saying, “No need to see me out, Mr. Cole.”
David Cole immediately noticed Meryl standing nearby. Adjusting his glasses slightly, he asked, “Is this Mrs. Aniston?”
Chandler confirmed with a simple “Yes.”
Instantly, David stepped forward and greeted Meryl warmly. “Mrs. Aniston, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m David Cole from Horizon Global Group. I’ve heard so much about you.”
Meryl was taken aback. She glanced at Chandler, who nodded encouragingly, prompting her to respond, “Nice to meet you.” She was familiar with Horizon Global Group. Not long ago, Galaxy Holdings Group collaborated with them on a project. It was likely due to Chandler’s connection that David was so courteous to her.
David said, “You performed a cello piece at Galaxy Holdings Group’s annual event. My wife was truly captivated by it and has been hoping to meet you. Oh right, her birthday is just around the corner. I was wondering if you might do us the honor of attending as our guest?”
Meryl was stunned. She hadn’t expected anyone to appreciate her cello performance so much. She knew that wealthy families often get together to socialize, so she readily agreed, “Of course, I’d be happy to.”
“Wonderful! I’ll send an invitation in a few days, see you!” David said before returning to his dinner party, leaving them alone.
As soon as David was out of sight, Chandler gently placed his arm around Meryl’s shoulder. “You don’t usually enjoy those gatherings.”
“Since you’re working with Mr. Cole, and he extended an invitation in person, wouldn’t it be rude if I didn’t attend?” she replied, looking up at him.
“You don’t need to worry about that. I don’t want you to do things you don’t enjoy for my sake,” Chandler said.
Meryl smiled faintly, “Let’s just say I’m expanding my social circle and gaining a little experience.”
Chandler’s expression darkened as he shifted the conversation. “Earlier at dinner, you mentioned that Lydia was behind your kidnapping?”
He had been distracted that day after being betrayed, and the kidnappers who took Meryl to the abandoned building were remnants of a gang he had failed to capture during a police academy mission. Because of this, he had overlooked the other group of kidnappers. He never imagined Lydia would be bold enough to interfere with someone close to him.
Chandler asked, “Do you need my help?”
Meryl shook her head. “I’ll handle this myself. This is between Lydia and me. There’s no need for you to get involved.” It would be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Meryl felt that someone like Chandler was overqualified for dealing with someone like Lydia. Besides, he was a man, and it didn’t seem right for him to meddle in a conflict between women. It would only dirty his hands.
Seeing her resolve, Chandler didn’t push further. They were married, and he respected her decisions.
Moreover, when it came to settling scores, doing it yourself was the only way to savor the satisfaction of revenge. If he interfered, it would rob Meryl of that experience.
They left the Kingsdom Hotel together. They were too engrossed in their conversation, unaware that Dalton had been watching them at a distance not far behind them.
Dalton had been there for quite a while.
Since John brought them to Kingsdom Hotel, Dalton had followed them closely. He saw Chandler gift John a sports car and watched Chandler dine with the Stone family in a private room.
While they ate inside, Dalton stood outside, staring at the closed doors from a short distance away. He didn’t know what they were talking about, but he knew the man standing by Meryl’s side should have been him.
Dalton felt like he was losing his mind. He felt like a voyeur.
He would do anything if Meryl would just turn around and look at him again.