Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 84

"Mr. Rong, you are an extraordinary man. Wherever you go, you get all the attention. So many women run after you. How can you bear with that?" Rachel sat at the bar, looking at the man sitting beside her and said enviously.

Rachel was invisible to the women lusting after Hiram. They brazenly winked at Hiram as if she was not there.

With a glass of wine in his hand, Hiram called Carl to come and pick them up later. After that, he looked at her, and spoke with his thin lips lifted and smiled bitterly, "Being with me, you will get used to it very soon."

Hiram had become accustomed to the attention and coquetry. No matter how hard those women tried to seduce him, it never worked.

Rachel drank another glass of wine and then went to the washroom. When she came back, she was so shocked to see the scene in front of her.

She saw Hiram surrounded by a bunch of women. They were different types, fighting to have a drink with him. What's more, when he wasn't noticing some of them placed something in his pocket.

His eyes revealed that he was running out of patience. He rarely came to such public places, instead, he preferred to go directly into the box.

"Honey! Can you please come here. I have lost something. Please come here and help me in finding it. Hurry..." Rachel tried to recuse him out of those women. She shouted at him loudly. Then she bent down and turned on her cell phone's torchlight. She was pretending to be looking for something.

As soon as Hiram saw her, he pushed aside the women surrounding him and strode straight to her.

"Honey, I have lost my earrings. Please help me to find them my dear." Rachel looked at him and spoke anxiously as if she had, in fact, lost her earrings.

"Were you wearing your earrings today? I don't remember seeing them." Hiram asked her while he held her shoulders and started moving toward the stairs. He knew she was pretending. As he took her upstairs, he said, "We can't enjoy here. Let's go up and drink!"

As they walked up, Rachel placed her hand in his pocket. She had noticed those women when they put something in his pocket. She was curious to know what they had passed on to Hiram.

Rachel felt something in his pocket. She took it out and was shocked to see what those women had left for Hiram.

Inside there were dozens of visiting cards. Besides the printed ones, there were also some hand written cards with their contact information on them. They had shared all their names, addresses and phone numbers.

As soon as Hiram saw the visiting cards, he snatched them from her hands and threw them into the nearby garbage can. Then he showed his VIP card to the server who came by and said, "Prepare a VIP room for us and make sure it is peaceful and quiet."

Rachel took a glance at the garbage can while stroking Hiram's arm. She asked, "Did you throw all of those cards? I hope you won't regret that later? I saw some of those women. They were drop dead gorgeous. Why didn't you..."

Before she finished her sentence, Hiram replied as usual, "I am not interested in those women."

"But isn't it true that all men are lustful towards such beautiful women. I do not believe that you are the exception." Rachel taunted Hiram, as she followed the waiter to the VIP room.

Of course, she didn't believe that he was the exception. His actions in the past two days were the best proof of this fact.

"I am only interested in you. I have no concern for any other women. They don't matter to me." Hiram answered and slowed down their speed as the VIP room was just in front of them.

Over the past 30 years, he had made himself open and comfortable to handle such situations. But there was no woman being able to become his woman.

Hiram pulled Rachel's hand and was about to walk into the VIP room of the bar. At that moment, right before they went inside, someone greeted them loudly from behind.

"What am I seeing? It it really Mr. Rong? I thought I might not be lucky enough to meet you this time during my visit to H city. What a coincidence to find you here."

Rachel was walking behind Hiram. She was the first one to see the man who called them from behind.

At first sight, he seemed like a bad man. He held two women, one on his left, the other on his right. His black shirt had five buttons in all, and four of them were left undone to show off his honey bronze chest and abdomen muscles. One of the women's tender hands rested on his bare body.

On second look, He didn't seem like such a bad guy. Although he looked like a bad-boy, he still managed to do it in a good way of bad. His deliberately short beard made him look mature and bold, a pair of cheetah-like sharp black eyes seemed to be ready to hunt for their prey all the time.

Hiram took a step back and looked at the man calling him from behind. His deep eyes were slightly narrowed. He hid Rachel behind him. Then he spoke with a smile on his face, but the truth was that he was not at all pleased to see him.

"Patrick? We haven't seen each other for almost a year. You look as awesome as ever, " said Hiram.

"Ha Ha, you're right. We haven't seen each other for a year. For the longest time, I have not heard anyone calling me by my first name. Only you can do it, Mr. Rong. Only you dare to call me directly by my first name. And you deserve it, don't you think so?" Patrick Yan looked at Hiram, inside his eyes there was a dash of fear and defiance. In the business world, Hiram was the only competitor worthy of his respect.

Rachel was a little curious. Looking at the mysterious aura of that man she figured that he must be equal to Hiram.

However, speaking of grace, Patrick might be slightly inferior as compared to Hiram.

It was quite reasonable to have a competitor since the Rong family had been in business for many years.

"Since we have met coincidentally, we might as well have a drink together. Is this your VIP room? I will help myself to meet you there."

As Patrick spoke he kicked open the door of the box with one of his feet and went in with the two women in his arms. He proceeded without asking for Hiram's permission.

As he passed Rachel, his sight deliberately stayed on her for a second. It seemed like her face was stripped by his cheetah-like eyes which caused a chill to run down her spine.

"Hiram, how about, we...?" Rachel pointed at the exit door and was just about to ask whether they should leave first.

In her mind, there were some people who she could not afford to offend. Patrick seemed exactly like that type of man.

She wanted to drink with Hiram but not with that man. If he were there, how would she enjoy having drinks with her husband?

Hiram did not say anything he just clutched her hand more tightly which imperceptibly dispelled her fear, and then he pulled her into the VIP room.

Patrick and his two lady friends sat on the inner seats, leaving the outside sofas to Hiram and her.

"Waiter, bring us a carton of Chateau Latour 1982." Patrick snapped his fingers and said to the waiter who came to take their order.

A carton?

Rachel thought that Patrick was kind of a show off.

To her surprise, Hiram announced in the very next moment, "How would a carton be sufficient for us? Bring us two cartons instead. I know you have always been very good at drinking. Since you have come to my neighborhood, let this be my treat."

Patrick patted the thighs of the women sitting with him and smiled brightly. He said, "Mr. Rong is always generous. Waiter, haven't you heard the order? Hurry up and bring us our wine."

Rachel trembled her eyelashes slightly. These two cartons cost almost 60, 000 dollars. However, she was not a woman who had never been in such circumstances before. She could perceive the tit for tat tactic behind their words.

"You are too virile to be accompanied by just one girl, aren't you? Why don't you ask for two more?" As he said, Patrick snapped his fingers again. But he suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh I am sorry, I almost forget that you are not lascivious towards women. Who is this woman? I'm curious to know more about her. I'm worried that you might be having a special relationship with her. Is it true?"

Hiram was in no hurry to reply, but his eyes flicked gently towards Rachel who sat beside him. Although the words were not clearly stated, she understood his meaning.

"Nice to meet you, Mister. I'm Rachel. I'm Hiram's... fiancee." Rachel stood up as she spoke and went over to take a bottle of red wine which was in the waiter's hand. The corks was already opened, so the wine poured out as soon as the cork was pulled.

She poured two glasses and took one of them to Patrick by herself. "Mister, for our first meeting, let me welcome you and let's raise a toast, " Rachel said.

Patrick took the wine which she had poured for him with a surprised expression on his face. A moment ago, when he had looked at her, he had noticed that she was a little afraid of him. But now, the fear seemed to have disappeared. The woman recovered very quickly.

Almost every woman he met was afraid to see him, and some even said that he seemed to devour people.

"Oh? That is really a big surprise for me. Mr. Rong, when are you planning to hold the wedding? Don't forget to invite me." Patrick said to Hiram, but he kept his eyes fixed on Rachel and drank the wine in one fell swoop.

Rachel was planning to ask him to take a sip first, but now, it seemed she had to bottom it up as well.

'To that man, the wine is just as same as water, ' Rachel thought.

After drinking, she turned back towards Hiram, feeling a little relieved. She knew what Hiram meant. Sometimes, she could not act frightened. Otherwise, she might have ended up humiliating Hiram in front of others.

Especially, in front of his opponent. Hiram hoped that his woman would be able to undertake any challenge by herself. He didn't want his partner to be some one that could only hide behind him.

A woman like that would only become his weakness.