He said he didn''t know her.


    After speaking, Stanley stepped away, his long legs carrying him forward as he led the businessmen into the luxurious private room.


    Wendy''s body stiffened slightly, the calm she had tried to maintain slipping away.


    Luna, still hiding behind Wendy, had stopped crying. Her pale face, once colorless, began to warm with a soft blush, her eyes glued to Stanley''s tall, handsome figure as she stared after him, mesmerized.


    Once Stanley was out of sight, Jake turned his attention to Wendy. "Haha! You say you''re Mrs. Hawk, but Mr. Hawk doesn''t even know you. You''re just a r!"—


    Wendy had no response.


    Jake wasn''t in the mood to waste any more time. "Grab them!" he ordered.


    The two ck-d bodyguards immediately moved forward again, grabbing Wendy and Luna roughly.


    Luna struggled in their grasp. "Let go of me!"


    Wendy appeared calm, as she had a needle and some sleeping powder hidden on her. As soon as they entered the room with Jake, she would have a chance to escape with Luna.


    As Wendy was calcting her next move, Jake waved his hand impatiently. "Take them to the car."


    The two bodyguards pushed them forward.


    Just then, a voice called out from behind. "Mr. Silva, wait a moment."


    Jake turned around. Keh Rogers, who had juste out of Stanley''s private room, stopped him.


    "Mr. Rogers, hello."


    "Mr. Hawk would like you toe in and join him for a drink."


    Jake''s face lit up with excitement. An invitation from Stanley was a huge honor. "Great! I''ll be right there."


    Jake casually draped his arm around Wendy''s delicate shoulder. "Come on. You''lle with me to raise a ss to Mr. Hawk. Remember to behave yourself."


    Luna was left outside with the other bodyguards. If Wendy didn''tply, Luna would be the one to suffer.


    Wendy had no choice but to follow Jake into the luxurious private room.


    Inside the extravagant room, Wendy''s eyes immediately found Stanley, sitting at the head of the table. His presence was regal, his handsome face unbothered as the businessmen around him poured wine into his ss.


    This was the first time Wendy had seen him in such a setting-surrounded by influential businessmen, acting like the powerful figure he was.


    She hadn''t expected their next meeting to happen like this after all the days apart.


    Jake pulled her by the shoulder and guided her to a seat opposite him. The men around the table immediately began teasing. "Mr. Silva, is this your new girlfriend?"


    "Yeah, she''s a student from vendale University."


    "Your taste hasn''t changed at all. Still fond of schoolgirls, huh?"


    Since there were just men in the room, Jake chuckled. "This one''s interesting. Mr.


    Hawk, do you know what this girl just said? She imed to be your wife!"


    Wendy saw Stanley look up from his ss, his dark eyes locking on hers.


    He looked down at her from his lofty position, and his lips curled ever so slightly.


    Was that a faint, amused smirk?


    Wendy wanted to scream at Jake to shut up!


    "Hahaha! She sure has guts, calling herself Mrs. Hawk."


    "Today''s students are clever. They all want to hook up with the richest, most powerful man."


    "Mr. Hawk must have a lot of schoolgirls after him."


    The businessmen around the tableughed, mocking Wendy.


    Wendy''s delicate face flushed. She felt embarrassed, her pride stung.


    Jake stood up, holding his wine ss. "Mr. Hawk, let me offer you a drink."


    Stanley, sittingzily and elegantly, didn''t take the ss. Instead, he looked at Wendy. "Let here over and offer me the drink."