The Sharman family held significant power abroad, on par with the Charlie family. Those in the private room wanted to meet him as well, so his request was not at all excessive.
Anthony's dark eyes shone with an inscrutable light, and after a moment, he replied, "Alright."
The man immediately stood up excitedly, "I'll go call him."
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Room 807.
After the waiter left, Irvin Sharman poured Eve Thompson a glass of juice, smiling, "Now that it's just the two of us, the next thing will be even more convenient."
Having been blatantly flirted with so many times by this man, Eve had now become immune to him, her heart calm. However, she pretended to be uneasy, shifting her butt and moving further away from Irvin. He seemed to notice but merely raised his eyebrows and looked at her teasingly.
Eve took a sip of her watermelon juice, the loose strands of her hair concealing her expression. The light twinkled in her eyes, and she softly said, "CEO Sharman…"
