True Love Waits novel Chapter 1017

"What? So she's Evelyn Huo. Then we're out of here. I'm not going to piss her off."

"That's Carlos Huo's daughter? No wonder she looks so sure of herself. Let's avoid her."

"This is above my pay-grade. Let's jet! C'mon, Roscoe! Get a move-on!"

Roscoe cast a sidelong glance at Evelyn and whispered, "Yeah, she's Carlos Huo's daughter. So what? She's bad luck for boyfriends, most of them have died. Who's going to date a girl like that?"

"Seriously? Was she your brother's..." The man wasn't bold enough to finish his sentence.

A brief, weird silence followed. Roscoe's brother had been dead for several years. Many of Roscoe's friends knew how he died.

"Yeah, she's the woman who jinxed my brother and got him killed." Even after so many years, Roscoe still held a grudge against Evelyn, his voice thick with hate.

If it weren't for this woman, his brother would still be alive.

Roscoe's friends all chose to remain silent. They didn't dare to anger either Roscoe or Evelyn, so they made their way to the doors of the restaurant. They intended to leave.

Roscoe held too much bad blood towards Evelyn. Arguing with him wouldn't make things any better, so she turned and went back to the booth.

She didn't see what happened next.

Just as Roscoe turned around, two men stepped in his way, blocking the hallway.

One of the two men wore a silver-grey suit and the other was in a suit of dark blue.

Obviously, they knew who Roscoe was, and wanted to make sure he didn't go anywhere.

"Mr. Fan! What a surprise! What can I do for you?" Roscoe tilted his head toward the man in the gray suit. "And who's he?" Roscoe asked impatiently.

Not all of Roscoe's friends had made it out of the restaurant. The closest one ran up to him and whispered, "That's the new CEO of Theo Group, the younger Mr. Tang."

Roscoe didn't know Sheffield.

But he knew Theo Group had a new CEO. He couldn't avoid knowing. It was all over the news.

Knowing how powerful Theo Group was, Roscoe decided to show the new CEO a little respect. So, he started over and greeted Joshua and Sheffield politely, "Mr. Tang, Mr. Fan!" Then he bowed his head to each of them in greeting. They weren't friends, so Roscoe's tone was cold and formal.

Toothpick in his mouth, Sheffield asked Roscoe, "Who were you talking to just now?"

Dumbfounded, Roscoe looked in the direction of Evelyn's private booth. "Evelyn Huo. Why?"

"Nothing. Mr. Qi, I have something to ask you!" Sheffield smiled.

Roscoe moved two steps forward and asked, "About what?"

Sheffield also stepped forward. When he was close enough to Roscoe, he suddenly grabbed his collar, leaned his hip in, and knocked Roscoe to the floor.

Caught off guard, Roscoe cursed, "What the fuck—"

Sheffield stepped on the man's chest before Roscoe could scramble to his feet and looked down at the man with furious eyes. "Who did you just say was bad luck for boyfriends?"

Roscoe thought about it for a bit before he answered. Finally, he asked, "You know Evelyn Huo?"

"Bingo, she's my sweetheart!" Sheffield replied frankly.

Roscoe sneered, "Come on, man! Everyone says that! What's the big deal? Aren't you afraid she'll jinx you too? Argh!" As soon as he finished speaking, Sheffield put more of his weight on Roscoe's chest. The man on the ground groaned in pain.

Roscoe's friends wanted to help him, but they didn't want to run afoul of Theo Group, so they hesitated and stood there.