Titus Zane discreetly stepped down from the stage, dropped the microphone in his hand, casually picked up a glass of red wine, and stood in the private room to watch the excitement unfold.
Lucy Zimmerman grabbed Mr. Tang’s collar in one swift motion. Being a robust and powerful woman, Mr. Tang had no choice but to bow down.
Lucy Zimmerman’s eyes darted around the room, "Speak up, which one of you is that temptress! Stand out quickly! Don’t hide and pretend to be innocent! If you dared to seduce my man, you should have the guts to own up!"
Titus Zane took a light sip of his wine, his expression unchanged, but he couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.
It is said that lust brings boldness; yet this fierce woman still couldn’t keep her man in check!
Heh, she was curious to see how Mr. Tang would handle this.
"Oh dear, wife, there really is no temptress, let’s go back, getting angry is bad for your health." It was obvious that although Mr. Tang was scared of his wife, he was also trying very hard to protect Titus Zane.
In the past, when caught by his wife in an affair, he would simply shut his mouth and play dumb, allowing Lucy Zimmerman to dominate.
Just as he was getting bored and looking to try a new flavor.
But this time was different, that night, he tasted the sweetness of "Titus Zane", which made him unable to stop craving for more, so he planned to keep this relationship going for a few more years.
"Get out of the way!" Lucy Zimmerman flung Mr. Tang aside, her glaring eyes already pinpointing her target.
Although Titus Zane was also dressed in a sexy and enchanting manner, his innate demeanor starkly contrasted with the other women in the room.
Despite having a worldly air, Titus Zane possessed an aura of superiority that the other women lacked.
Moreover, his expression was different from the other women; while they all watched the drama unfold with excitement, Titus Zane’s slightly curved lips showed an evident disdain.
Lucy Zimmerman strode up to Titus Zane, hand on her hip, pointing at him, "Ha! So you’re the temptress!" While speaking, she reached out to grab Titus Zane’s hair, which Mr. Tang quickly intercepted.
"Wife, you’ve misunderstood, Miss Zane here is Director Moore’s companion!" Mr. Tang said while winking at Nathan Moore and Titus Zane.
Initially, Nathan Moore had been sitting on the couch, not sure whether he was unwilling to interfere or waiting for Titus Zane to seek help from him.
Now, seeing the burly tigress standing in front of Titus Zane, her swinging arm almost as thick as Titus Zane’s waist, could potentially break his bones with a single punch.
Nathan Moore leisurely walked over, holding a glass of red wine, and with a protective gesture, he embraced Titus Zane to his side.
His tall, straight figure stood in front of Lucy Zimmerman, his eyes slightly lowered, looking down at her condescendingly, his thin lips slightly parting, his proud look somewhat indifferent.
"What now, Madam? Do you also suspect Director Moore’s woman?"
If Mr. Tang alone had said that Titus Zane was another man’s companion, Lucy Zimmerman would definitely not have believed it, but now, this man stood in front of her, his arm around Titus Zane’s waist naturally.
And Titus Zane, too, watched her with amusement, her enticing eyes showing no panic or fear, but filled with disdain.
Lowering her raised burly hand, Lucy Zimmerman let out a dry chuckle, "How could that be? A misunderstanding, certainly a misinformation, sorry for making Director Moore laugh."
Although she had never met Nathan Moore in person before, she had heard of his notorious reputation, decisive and ruthless in the business world.
And this time he had specially flown over to discuss a collaboration project with her company.
Even if Lucy Zimmerman was impulsive or naive, she wouldn’t dare to offend such an important figure.
After all, to offend Nathan Moore was to bring a powerful enemy upon her own company.