Chapter 1122 The Hostess (1/2)

'I would rather stand than be taken advantage of by that disgusting man.'

Taking a deep breath, Nora straightened her skirt, brushed one strand of hair behind her ear and exhaled. More or less everyone in the room had already figured out what Nora's relation to Darren was, so they focused all their attention on her like hunters eyeing their prey.

”Don't you understand what I said just now?”

Darren's voice grew huskier and his words made Nora's body tremble as she stepped back with dread and apprehension.

It was blatantly obvious to Nora that Darren was deliberately trying to humiliate her in public, and yet she did not refuse his order and walked up to the fat man Darren was pointing at. A small line of drool trickled out the corner of the man's mouth as he smiled, and he breathed so loudly he almost snored. The man's very presence made Nora nauseous.

”Mr. Xu, what do you mean by that?”

the fat man gently asked as he looked at Nora and supported her slender body with his hand.

The corners of Darren's mouth rose slightly and his dark but cold eyes glimmered scornfully. There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone as he said, ”She is my subordinate, and from today on, she will be the nominal hostess of this club.”

'The hostess?'

Nora suddenly stopped trembling, and when she looked at the mysterious Darren, a sense of hope grew inside her heart.

'Is Darren still in love with me?

Will I really become the hostess of the biggest club in F Country?'

Nora thought to herself as she tried to suppress her joy while maintaining a dignified expression on her face.

”The hostess? Mr. Xu, is she your wife?”