He didn't dare refuse—she knew that all too well.
Eric was desperate to offload a new shipment, and this sleazy old man was willing to buy, offering a decent price.
Clearly, the old lecher had picked up on Eric's predicament; that was the only reason he felt bold enough to act so shamelessly toward her in public.
Tears welled in Sue's eyes as she looked at her husband in disappointment.
Eric only muttered and stared at the floor, never meeting her gaze, nor did he have the courage to turn the offer down.
Seeing Eric's cowardice made the old man even more pleased with himself, his eyes gleaming with the thrill of prey almost within reach.
Just then, a clear, melodic female voice broke through the tension.
"There you are, Sue—I've been looking everywhere for you."
Sue instantly recognized Winona's voice.
A spark of hope lit up her eyes as she quickly turned.
Sure enough, Winona was making her way toward them, with Elvis and Jeremiah following close behind.
The old man lost his smugness in a heartbeat, forcing a fawning smile—he knew exactly who was approaching. They weren't from the same country, but three of the four heirs to The Capital's most powerful families? You didn't mess with people like that.
"Winona!" Sue's relief was palpable as she wiped at her tears and instinctively edged closer to her friend.
"Oh? So President Thorne knows this lovely lady—Eric's wife?" The old man was flustered now.
"Know her?" Winona looped her arm through Sue's. "We were college roommates and we're very close friends."
She spoke in English now, making sure the old man understood her perfectly: Sue was under her protection.
Winona cast a pointed look at Eric, then at the old man, her smile unreadable. "What are you all talking about?"



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