Chapter 302: Achilles' Heel

The party was at the largest hotel in ‘A’ City. It was held at the Four Seasons Hotel which was a flagship of the Chu Group.

‘Uncle Liu must have used up his hard-earned savings to choose a place like this,’ thought Shui Anluo. Even though she did not want to go, this was not a time for her to be stubborn.

Maid Yu was next to her, dealing with a small packet and nagging her at the same time. “I’m giving you two pepper sprays, it isn’t safe for girls to go to parties and you’re going on your own too. You must protect yourself no matter what.”

Shui Anluo reached back and gently tugged on the small packet placed behind her head in her hair. She had gone without makeup but still managed to pull off the cheongsam brilliantly.

Shui Anluo’s red heels had been purchased by Maid Yu that very afternoon just for the occasion. Maid Yu has quite a talent in coordination and Shui Anluo kept saying that it was a pity that she had become a maid.

However, Maid Yu was very content.

After Maid Yu finished giving her instructions, Shui Anluo kissed her son and left the house in the midst of her son’s pitiful state.

Maid Yu stared at the closed door then looked down at the little darling. “I hope your daddy can seize the opportunity and not anger your mommy away with that bad temper of his.”

“Babble…” The little darling pointed at the door with his finger as if to ask where his mommy has gone.

When Shui Anluo arrived downstairs, she saw a black car waiting for her and thought that it was someone sent by Uncle Liu to pick her up.

Shui Anluo carried her small clutch and ran over. She knocked gently on the car window and as the window was lowered, she softly said, “Sorry, I…” Before Shui Anluo could finish speaking, she recognized the person in the driver’s seat. It was Uncle Chu!

Shui Anluo looked up and saw the man who was sitting in the back. She immediately clenched her fists and turned around to leave.

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“If we can’t maintain our old clients today, the possibility of Soaring Distance Technologies’ reorganization would be nonexistent.”

Just as Shui Anluo was about to leave, Chu Ningyi’s calm voice rang out.

Chu Ningyi held the car door and got down from the car, blocking her path.

“You do know that if Soaring Distance Technologies’ reorganization were to fail, that means that we have to declare bankruptcy.”

“Are you threatening me?” Shui Anluo clutched the bag in her hand as she stopped herself from pulling the pepper spray out to immediately spray it all over his handsome face¹.

Chu Ningyi shook his head. “I just wanted to talk to you.” He explained, not in the least bit pitiful.

“But there’s nothing for us to talk about,” Shui Anluo icily snapped. “I can still do it on my own without you.” Shui Anluo then walked past him, wanting to leave.

Chu Ningyi reached out and grabbed her wrist once again as he spoke in a dark tone, “What can you do? Do you have any idea who those people are?”

Shui Anluo’s body tensed up. Actually, she did not know anything but she was even more reluctant to beg Chu Ningyi.

“If you insist on raising the stakes of Soaring Distance Technologies’ survival with the animosity between us, then I have nothing to say.” Chu Ningyi slowly let go as if waiting for her answer.

Soaring Distance Technologies’ survival.

That was Shui Anluo’s Achilles’ Heel and Chu Ningyi has always been accurate in catching the vulnerabilities others.

Shui Anluo looked up as a cold hatred filled her eyes. “Chu Ningyi, is there anything else you know aside from issuing threats?”

Chu Ningyi’s eyes narrowed. Even his body grew tense.