Conquest Game: The Aloof Husband is Dangerous!-Chapter 205 - 184: Joy Turns to Sorrow

Asher Thorne tried to probe Sophie Sutton a few times but made no progress at all, making him doubt whether he had mistaken someone else for her that night. What surprised him was that his cousin, Eric Thorne, seemed to be getting a bit closer to Sophie Sutton recently...

Landon Linden has also been burying himself in work lately. Only the busyness can make him forget certain things and people, otherwise, the scene on New Year’s Eve constantly floats in his mind...

He just can’t shake it off!

What’s most frustrating is that woman’s attitude, just thinking about it makes him incredibly angry!

In the evening, yet another unavoidable social dinner.

Landon Linden has become accustomed to returning home drunk every night from dinner parties, and tonight he expected the same dullness. But unexpectedly, he saw a woman he longed for day and night.

Sarah Sterling didn’t expect that the mysterious VIP Mr. Lockwood mentioned would be Landon Linden. Before coming, she was specifically instructed to find a way to make the client interested in their company’s design proposal...

Originally, Sarah Sterling was quite confident.

But, the client turned out to be Landon Linden. Just over twenty days ago, they had such an unpleasant incident...

It was unclear whether intentionally or unintentionally, but Sarah Sterling ended up sitting next to Landon Linden. Mr. Lockwood maintained a cheerful smile throughout; he had to work hard to invite Young Master Linden tonight, with the aim of getting him interested in their company’s design proposal.

Sarah Sterling felt quite frustrated; if she had known Landon Linden was the mysterious client tonight, she would definitely not have come.

It was so awkward! To actually have to face him with a pleasant smile, treating him like a "god"—it’s simply...

"Young Master Linden, I toast to you."

"Young Master Linden, it’s an honor to meet you so close."

Quite a few flattering voices echoed, but Landon Linden’s expression remained indifferent and cool, without fluctuation. Only occasionally, when he glanced at Sarah Sterling, would a slightly knowing smile flicker across his face, too brief for anyone to notice.

"Miss Sterling, are you keeping goldfish? You’ve passed the wine around, yet it hasn’t reached the bottom of the glass."

The person who said this wasn’t ill-intentioned. At the dinner table, everyone liked to make some harmless jokes, and Sarah Sterling didn’t mind. She had long been accustomed to it...

But the impression from New Year’s Eve was particularly deep!

A certain man commented on her drunken behavior, leaving her utterly shocked, and he’s here tonight, which is really quite...

She could only mock herself and say: "For someone like me who can’t drink, keeping goldfish is the only option, I hope no one minds."

Her smile was gracious, and by right, nobody should have bothered her further, yet someone wouldn’t relent, "Has anyone ever heard the saying, the more someone claims they can’t drink, the more they can? I think Miss Sterling is clearly holding back!"

"I think so too! Miss Sterling, no matter how much you don’t want to drink with us, at least have a few drinks with Young Master Linden!"

Thus, the topic shifted back to the ever aloof and unemotional Landon Linden, who was after all the main focus of the evening.

It’s just that he had a deep impression of Sarah Sterling’s drunken state, so there was a trace of anger in his eyes—not towards Sarah, but towards those urging her to drink.

Another manager, who was quite perceptive, immediately lifted his glass to smooth things over, "I see Miss Sterling is a straightforward person. If she says she can’t drink, then her tolerance must truly be low. Why make it difficult for a woman? Come, let’s have a drink together."

Most talks at the dinner table involved business, with people exchanging pleasantries, and it was common for men to invite women to join them in drinking...

Sarah Sterling simply stood up and filled her own glass, "Thank you all, bosses, for understanding. I’m also straightforward—if I can’t drink, I just can’t. Since everyone thinks I’m keeping goldfish, I might as well go all out and toast everyone. I’ll finish mine first in a gesture of respect, and you all proceed at your leisure."

As she said, she downed the glass of wine in one go, then gave everyone an apologetic smile and sat down.

Since she came, how could those people rest without her drinking?

With her taking the lead, the atmosphere became lively at once.

Landon Linden maintained a cold demeanor throughout. Tonight, even when toasted, he only took a slight sip, perfectly neutral, revealing nothing of his emotions.

After the meal, Sarah Sterling felt quite stifled, and the wine’s aftereffects were strong. She found an excuse to go to the restroom.

She hadn’t been gone long when Landon Linden received a phone call and left too.

After the call, Landon Linden didn’t return to the private room but went to the restroom. Just as he reached the entrance, he encountered Sarah Sterling coming out.

Sarah Sterling also saw him, unexpectedly burping from the alcohol, with her cheeks flushed and eyes glistening with a misty softness. She kindly reminded him, "You’ve entered the wrong restroom."

Landon Linden’s lips curved into a mocking arc, "Do you always try so hard at the dinner table? Getting so drunk that you just grab any man and start acting wild?"

His words strongly displeased Sarah Sterling, who extended her slender, fair hand and poked his firm chest, "You scoundrel! What are you talking about!"

Landon Linden grabbed her hand and stepped closer, "Aren’t we both aware of the truth?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Sarah Sterling angrily pulled her fingers away, "Don’t take advantage of a lady when she’s drunk, or I’ll break your arm!"

She said boldly, then hiccuped twice. In Landon Linden’s eyes, her drunken state was utterly adorable, like a lazy little cat.

Seeing her inebriated state, Landon suddenly couldn’t get angry. Trying to argue with her was like punching a pillow — it was futile...

He gently pulled her over, his voice softening, "Be good, you’re drunk."

Sarah struggled defiantly, "I’m not drunk! Stop misleading me!"

Landon found it vaguely amusing; he’d seen her drunk once before, so he naturally assumed it would be the same this time...

He didn’t bother arguing with her further and simply scooped her up horizontally.

Suddenly lifted off the ground, Sarah was startled. By the time she reacted, she had already been carried a few steps. Unwilling to comply, she pounded on him, "Put me down! If you keep this up, I’ll call the police!"

Landon ignored her incessant noise and headed straight for his private elevator. After scanning his fingerprint, the elevator opened. As he stepped inside, Sarah bit down hard on his shoulder, almost making him let go...

He couldn’t help but scold, "Quiet down!"

Being shouted at made Sarah even more unhappy. With all her strength, she broke free from him, and without thinking, kicked at him, but Landon grabbed her ankle. Even more audacious —

He pressed her against the elevator wall with one hand and, without releasing her ankle, lifted it high...

Thus, wearing a skirt, Sarah found herself embarrassingly exposed. Furious and embarrassed, she yelled, "You pervert! Let me go! If you’ve got the guts, let’s fight one-on-one!"

Landon eyed her, "One-on-one?"

"Bastard! Get your filthy hands off me! If you look up, I won’t..."

No matter what Sarah cursed, Landon remained cold and silent. Fortunately, the elevator was close to his suite, taking only a few steps.

Seeing him take out his key card to open the door, Sarah desperately struggled with him...

In the chaos, she bumped into the wall, not too hard, but enough to sober her up a bit as she remembered the chain of events that night.

Initially brought by Mr. Lockwood to discuss a major client, it turned out the client was Landon Linden. At that moment, she wanted to dash out, but her professionalism wouldn’t let her...

That night, she was only half-drunk, so she sobered up easily, unlike last time, when she couldn’t remember a thing...

At that moment, her mind raced—

Landon was quite satisfied with how she quieted down. Her cheeks were flush with red, her little mouth pouted and moist, creating a temptation to kiss her.

Actions speak louder than words!

Just before he could kiss her, she suddenly screamed, as if she’d seen something terrifying...

Landon skeptically glanced at her, noticing her eyes wide with fear, looking behind him. That genuine fear piqued his curiosity, and he turned slightly—

At that critical moment, Sarah quickly opened the door and dashed out. She wasn’t going to let this rogue man engage with her again. Once was enough; two times, never!

In truth, she didn’t know that last time Landon had tricked her; they only "slept" together very innocently that night...

Hearing the door sound, Landon realized he was tricked and immediately chased after her, accompanied by her shout, "Drop dead!"

A pair of high heels flew towards him, and he quickly dodged them, otherwise, it would’ve really hurt.

Watching the girl disappear down the hallway, Landon’s expression darkened...

Escaping his clutches, Sarah limped to the street curb to hail a taxi. In her disheveled state, she couldn’t return to the table, so she texted Mr. Lockwood, saying she wasn’t feeling well and was heading home.

Mr. Lockwood replied swiftly, without any hint of blame, even telling her to rest well.

Sarah thought: Could Mr. Lockwood have misunderstood something?

But she had no time to ponder over that now. Rushing home for a hot shower was her top priority. The cold wind outside had sobered her up completely.

Unable to hail a taxi for several minutes, she was getting frustrated when her phone rang — it was a call from Julian Xavier.