"Mr. Weaver, Ms. Clarke, nice to meet you. If you didn't come to me, I would also find a way to go to you."
"Nice to meet you, too, Prince," Wilson said with a faint smile. Elsie nodded in response.
"Pleasure to meet you," she said.
Then she didn't know what to speak.
As soon as she saw the prince's gorgeous face, she didn't have the guts to speak more. In fact, she wasn't attracted to him.
Instead, she felt pretty weird but couldn't tell what was wrong with this prince.
"Mr. Weaver, you came to me with Ms. Clarke. I know you both represent SY Group to negotiate with me. I need the patent techniques from SY Group, especially the oilfield production technology. What about you? What do you want?" the prince asked with a smile.
He looked gentle with a good temper. Compared to the proud Prince Anna, Prince Tate was more easygoing.
Wilson answered directly, "Prince Tate, I know you have a plan to cooperate with us, so you must have investigated what we may want. Have you found anything yet?"
"It must have something to do with my sister. She's the princess of Svero, a shiny pearl worldwide. She's always superior and disdains her brothers. Suddenly, she wanted to marry the heir of the Chow family, Alfred Chow, so I was surprised for a long time. That's why I kept investigating. I didn't find until later that the Chow family's technology also has advantages, just like SY Group's. No wonder she has chosen to cooperate with Alfred Chow. I guess the thing you want must have something to do with my sister or the Chow family. Please tell me directly. Since we're making a deal, we should tell each other all the requests."
It seemed that Prince Tate from Svero indeed had known something.
Wilson smiled again.
"In terms of technology, we'll fully support you. You can also hold all the shares. SY Group is willing to take the dividend only without involving in your operations. However, we do have a request for you."
"What is it?" Prince Tate asked with interest.
"You should need a company to cooperate on the oilfield in Svero. You can either choose SY Group or the Chow family. If you chose us, you needed to convince your father to give up on cooperating with the Chow family. You can tell your father our SY Group can let you take most of the profit as long as he agrees to cooperate with us."
"There's never free lunch in this world. You want to give up all your profits. There must be some reason. I don't believe SY Group is a charity group without any willingness to make money," Prince Tate said in confusion.
Wilson answered, "Because we just hope Princess Anna and the Chow family will fail. Or we hope to force them to compromise. If they are unwilling, we will have to steal their most important clients in the business competition. You can also tell your father that we can provide you with a more accurate purchasing channel for the munitions. Of course, you also need to offer us a chance to let us meet the king. I'd like to negotiate with him in person. By then, the president of SY Group will also meet the King to show our sincerity."
"I understand."
Prince Tate lowered his head and smiled.
"Although I don't know the reason or the grudge between you and the Chow family or my sister, my enemy's enemy should be my friend."
Prince Tate cast a glance at a person next to him with a smile. Instantly, a man in black served two glasses of wine.
One for Wilson and the other for Elsie.
"Let's toast. For the success of our cooperation!"
After finishing the negotiation, Wilson and Elsie were about to bid Prince Tate farewell.
Prince Tate said to Elsie, "Excuse me, Ms. Clarke. I still want to talk to Mr. Weaver in private. Could you excuse us for a second, please?"
Elsie cast a weird glance at Prince Tate. She stood up in confusion and walked out of the room, waiting at the door.
Inside the room, Prince Tate suddenly took off his shirt. Wilson gaped.
He was on alert, wondering what Prince Tate planned to do.
Suddenly, Prince Tate said enchantingly, "When I saw you, at first sight, I know you must be the manliest one among men. How do you like me? I'm willing to be ridden by you. Are you interested in a one-night-stand with me?"
Wilson's face darkened immediately.
Elsie waited for Wilson for a long time. Finally, he came out with a darkened face without speaking at all. He just kept walking forward, looking annoyed.
Elsie chased him behind, feeling depressed. She wondered what had happened to him. He kept walking without caring about her at all.
He was much taller than her. She felt tired when trotting behind his back.
When Wilson reached the elevator, Elsie finally caught up with him. Gasping for breath, she grabbed his arm.
"What are you doing? Why did you leave me behind? Are you afraid something will happen to me?"
Wilson still didn't answer, dragging her into the elevator directly.
She had been knowing Wilson for a long time. Even Wilson was irritated before. He wouldn't treat her with such an attitude.
She wondered what on earth Prince Tate had done to him, so Wilson was so pissed off.
Elsie asked gingerly, "What happened? You look so angry. I'm worried about you and scared. Can you tell me?"
Wilson still kept silent. When they walked out of the elevator, they arrived at the crowded bar again.
Elsie followed Wilson while holding his arm. They squeezed among the crowd.
However, Wilson didn't take her hand this time.
After walking for a while, Elsie found that she was bumped away from Wilson.
She looked for him and called his name, but the music was way too loud. Wilson had disappeared among the crowd.
When Elsie shouted, she even couldn't hear her own voice. While looking for Wilson, she was also looking for the exit, thinking she could gather with Wilson outside.
However, after roaring in the crowd, Elsie was bumped to fall on the ground by someone.
She felt a sharp pang on her foot -- it seemed that her ankle was twisted.
When she managed to stand up, Elsie saw someone that she had never expected to meet.
"Oops. Isn't this Elsie? Now you look pretty and rich. Why? Do you have a sugar daddy now?" a woman with heavy makeup said ironically. She was wearing an exposed black dress.
Elsie recalled that the woman used to be her coworker, sort of.
They used to sell their bodies to the night in one place. They were competitors at that time.
However, Elsie was young and pretty. Sometimes, she looked aloof. Hence, men could be easily aroused by her. She had more clients than others, making her coworkers jealous of her.
The woman in front of her was named Jane. She was against Elsie at that time. Such a small world.
Elsie sneered.
"You'd better mind your own business. Whether I have a sugar daddy or not, you can only stay here with such shabby makeup and sell your body to others. Probably, even if you give the other party some money, he wouldn't spare a glance on you."
After finishing her words, Elsie was about to walk forward.
However, she found her foot hurt a lot. It was burdensome for her to walk.
The next second, Jane suddenly slapped Elsie across her face.
"You b*tch! Mr. Lewis, this woman bullied me in the past. Look at her. Her skin is fair and smooth. Why don't you take her to your room and enjoy her?" Jane said to a bald man with tattoos all over his body.
When she looked over at Elsie, her eyes were full of hatred.
Elsie was in a panic. She had thought that she just simply encountered Jane, who used to be her enemy. However, she had hooked up with a gangster who seemed to have some power.
Elsie was just a weak woman, so she yelled, "Wilson! Help me! Help!"
However, upon hearing her cries, Jane smiled more complacently.
"Stop yelling! Do you think you can be saved from here? Let me tell you. Mr. Lewis is the boss here. It's your honor to serve him!"
Since her first glimpse on Elsie, Jane felt that Elsie looked chubby and prettier than before.
She could tell that Elsie must have been leading a good life now. She must have been doted by someone. Jane didn't see any sign from Elsie that she was tortured or getting old.
Jane felt reluctant. Why could Elsie lead such a good life? She wished that Elsie could be tortured by those men just like she was.
As soon as she re-encountered Elsie, Jane would like to ruin her.
Suddenly, Elsie tried hard to stand up and ran forward. The next second, another two men behind Mr. Lewis caught her and tied her up, moving forward.
The bar was an underground bar, so no one cared when such a thing happened here.
Elsie yelled hoarsely. She kept calling Wilson, but no one came to save her.