Chapter 163

Neil forced a smile. Of course, Alexander could make Elizabeth famous. “Isn’t Alexander’s wife Esme from the Russell family?” Neil asked cautiously.

Elizabeth’s heart skipped a beat, and her smile vanished. She raised an eyebrow, downed her drink, and said coolly, “Mr. Green, maybe you should watch this news more and gossip less.”

Neil gave her a meaningful look before awkwardly walking away. When Charles looked over again, Elizabeth was drinking alone.

“What are you doing? Trying to get drunk?” Charles took the glass she was about to down.

Elizabeth sighed and snatched it back. “Mind your own business.”

“You’re in a bad mood again!” Charles complained.

Elizabeth frowned, irritated. “What’s wrong? Can’t I be in a bad mood? I’m human too, you know!”

Charles was taken aback. What did Neil say to upset her like this?

“I’m not feeling well, so I’m leaving,” Elizabeth grabbed her bag and bolted out. Charles was about to follow when she reminded him without looking back, “Don’t follow me, I’m not a child.”

Charles had no choice but to stop. Elizabeth pushed open the door, feeling disgusted by Neil’s words. She took a few steps and suddenly heard laughter from another room. ‘Of course, everyone wants to work with Mr. Tudor.”

“If I could work with the Tudor Group, I’d have no regrets in life!”

Hearing Alexander’s name, Elizabeth rolled her eyes. As she headed to the restroom, she muttered, “What’s so great about the Tudor Group?”

She washed her hands at the sink repeatedly, trying to scrub off every place Neil had touched. “Scoundrel! Over fifty and still inappropriate, like young girls,” she gritted her teeth, scrubbing her hands furiously and cursing. “Taking advantage of me, I’ll teach you a lesson!”

Just as Elizabeth, fueled by alcohol, continued her tirade, a man’s voice came from behind. “That’s strange. I didn’t offend you, yet I’m getting cursed out.”

Elizabeth froze. When she looked up, she saw Alexander leaning against the wall, watching her. His hands were in his pockets, and he looked at her expressionlessly. “What a coincidence, Ms. Percy. We meet again.”

As he spoke, he walked over to wash his hands alongside her. Elizabeth was a bit confused.

After washing, he pulled out a paper towel to dry his hands. Then he looked at her and coldly reminded her, “This is the men’s restroom. Ms. Percy, did you know I was late and you deliberately cursed me out?”

He raised an eyebrow and leaned slightly towards her, continuing, “Who was it that said yesterday we should completely disappear from each other’s world?”

It was hard for him not to overthink seeing Elizabeth in the men’s restroom. Elizabeth choked, completely unprepared for Alexander to be there.