Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 1847

Chapter 1847

Caprice hurriedly grabbed her purse and went up to Jonathan “Sorry for keeping you waiting Mr Jonathan, I’m ready to leave now”

Jonathan glanced at her purse, then he turned and walked outside.

Caprice followed behind him

Is your bag a counterfeit?” he asked candidly as they got into the elevator.

Caprice nodded hesitantly.

He asked more questions, “Where did you buy it? It looks just like the real thing.”

Caprice made up a lie. “I don’t know, it was a gift from my friend.”

Jonathan nodded and left it at that.

Then they got into his car.

They drove toward the city center.

Caprice watched the illusory streetlights and wondered where they were going.

Where was he going to take her for dinner?

Before she could ask Jonathan where they were going, the car turned at a junction and stopped outside the gates of Elysian House.

Elysian House was a very famous and high–end restaurant.

She had been here several times with Sylvia in the past.

Why was Jonathan bringing her somewhere so fancy for dinner?

Jonathan suddenly turned to her and cautioned her. “After we go inside, I want you to keep quiet. Don’t say anything unless I tell you to, do you understand?”

Caprice frowned.

What did he mean by that?

Before she could figure out what was happening, they were already walking into the restaurant. John’s lips curled into a practiced businessman–like smile. It was apparent that he had done this a thousand times.

Caprice quietly followed him.

After they went up the stairs, they found themselves in a private box on the second floor.

When they entered, they saw several middle–aged businessmen seated at a round table. That was when Caprice caught a hint of why she was brought here.

Jonathan was a remarkable conversationalist as he entertained and drank with them.

Caprice ate silently.

Until at one point, one of the men who appeared to be President Michael whom Jonathan referred to that evening turned to Caprice. He suddenly suggested. “Mr. Jonathan, it’s been fun but why don’t you get some rest? I’d like to get to know Miss Caprice over here.”

“Sure.” Jonathan was very courteous. He turned to Caprice. “Come on, give President Michael a toast.”

Caprice refused. “I don’t drink.”

She had only just turned eighteen last year. Before that, her parents never allowed her even a sip of alcohol.

She had never been fond of drinking.

The moment she said this, the atmosphere around the room changed abruptly.

Jonathan was the first to notice the abrupt change of mood, he immediately resorted to threatening Caprice. “It’s just a toast, it’s not going to hurt you. Do you want to keep your job or

not?”

Caprice did not relent. “Do whatever you want.”

Even if she were to drink, she would not drink with the perverted man who had been casting gross looks at her since the moment she stepped into the box.