But he had forgotten that the president's phone was still on the sofa.
So something absurd happened. When he came out of the restroom, the president's phone was lying on the armrest. Both women had drunk a bit too much, and he had no idea which one of them had called the president's wife.
The moment he saw the caller ID, Christopher Martin sensed that things had taken a turn for the worse. So he went straight to the building and informed the president about it. And that's how the current scene unfolded.
To be honest, Christopher was deeply worried. Even though he was still investigating who had made the call to Mrs. Williams, he knew that once this matter was settled, it would be his turn to face the consequences.
This made Christopher feel incredibly frustrated. He felt like he had been dragged into someone else's mess. All of this was that Mr. Hanson's fault. If he hadn't been so reckless, none of this would have happened. It was such a hassle. He didn't even know how he had offended anyone. In short, Christopher had no intention of saying a single good word about Mr. Hanson in front of the president.
The two women stared at each other, clearly unwilling to step forward and admit their guilt. If it weren't for the overwhelming presence of Liam Williams, they would have been tearing each other apart right in front of him.
But now, slightly sobered up, they only dared to stand on the sidelines, terrified of angering the man before them.
"President Williams, let's talk this over calmly. Whichever one of these two it was, they were both drunk. Otherwise, they wouldn't have dared to call your wife so boldly. Please don't hold a grudge. Let them off this once."
The nightclub manager couldn't help but speak up at this moment. After all, these were two girls she had been looking after for a while. She had some feelings for them and didn't want to see them ruined like this.
Liam's eyes flickered coldly as he glanced at the manager.
Just one look was enough to make the manager's hands and feet go cold, sweat beading on her forehead.
"Mr. Linwood, I didn't expect you to hire a manager who protects her people like this. It's a pity she hasn't learned the meaning of the word 'boundaries.' She shouldn't have opened her mouth when it wasn't her place."
Liam didn't even bother acknowledging the manager. Instead, he turned his gaze to Mr. Linwood, one of the nightclub's shareholders, who was sitting nearby.
Mr. Linwood hadn't expected something like this to happen. He shot the manager a warning look, signaling her to shut up immediately. If she didn't keep quiet now, even he might end up in trouble.
The manager caught Mr. Linwood's hint. Self-preservation was key, so she fell silent.
"Now, can you tell me who it was? You know, it's easier to confess voluntarily than to be found out through investigation."
This was the difference between surrender and resistance. Liam's oppressive presence was overwhelming. Finally, the young woman in the red dress, with her seductive figure and heavy makeup, couldn't take the pressure anymore.
"Yes, it was me."
"Oh? And who gave you the courage to call my wife using my phone?"
A faint smile seemed to curl at the corner of Liam's lips, but his tone was icy. The woman was so terrified that she trembled even more.
"President Williams, I'm so sorry. I was drunk. I didn't mean to. Please don't hold a grudge. Let me go."
The woman was crying so hard that her makeup was ruined, but Liam remained unmoved.
"Forgive you? Then how do I calm my wife's bad mood?"
Liam shifted his gaze to Christopher Martin. Christopher understood the signal in his eyes.
"You handle it."
"Yes, sir."
Christopher looked at the young woman who was crying and smearing her makeup. He sighed inwardly. Ah, she had to go and offend Liam Williams. She had to dare to call the president's wife. He didn't know what she had said to Mrs. Williams, but just the fact that the president had been calling his wife since earlier, and she hadn't answered a single call, was enough to tell him that the woman's words had been harsh.
No wonder the president was going to make an example of her this time.
At that moment, the girl had no idea that a few days later, after she had graduated from university and was about to start working at a major corporation, her face would suddenly appear in news reports. Her job as a hostess at a nightclub would be exposed, and the good job she had secured would vanish. Everyone in Silverdale would know her true identity, and even her school would threaten to disown her. There would be no way for her to recover.
After resolving this issue, Liam stood up and left the nightclub. Mr. Linwood quickly followed, apologizing profusely. If he hadn't suggested holding the emergency meeting in the business conference room at The Sapphire Lounge, this misunderstanding would never have happened.
"Tomorrow, I'll come in and explain this to your wife myself," Mr. Linwood promised Liam.
"No need. As for President Hanson, I hope you can make the right choice. Only then can we continue discussing the next project." Liam's eyes were cold as he flatly refused. He didn't care whether Mr. Linwood felt embarrassed or not. He made his intentions clear.
"This? President Williams, President Hanson's wife works in the prosecutor's office. Many things could be more convenient for us with her help. Are you sure you want to give that up?"
Liam let out a cold laugh.
"Whether we can maintain our current position in the prosecutor's office is still uncertain. If I don't see your decision by tomorrow, don't blame me for choosing a new partner. As for whether the project continues or not, I don't particularly care. As you know, this project has been shelved once before. It's dispensable to me. But for you, only you know how important it is."
This was Liam's strength. Even though he wasn't a local leader, his influence couldn't be easily suppressed by the local powers. The dominant position had always been on his side.
Mr. Linwood was stunned by his words. By the time he came to his senses, Liam's car had already disappeared into the dusk.
"How long have you been with me?"
Christopher was still hoping he might escape tonight. But when Liam's voice slowly rang out, his heart sank. It seemed that what was coming was unavoidable.
He could only imagine how deeply this had affected Mrs. Williams after she hadn't answered the president's calls tonight, or even turned off her phone entirely.