Chapter 133 Public Humiliation

At a table not far away, Sean sat with a few men in suits. It looked like a dinner gathering—dishes covered the table, and the atmosphere was loud and cheerful. Annie couldn't help complaining about her bad luck. A shadow flickered across her eyes. She looked away, refusing to glance at that table again. As though he had sensed her eyes on him, Sean looked over. He froze when he spotted Annie, then a smug smirk curled at the corner of his lips. So, they had bumped into each other again. He didn't believe that it was a mere coincidence. Because of Annie, he couldn't even see Cecilia anymore. Now, it seemed that Annie was tailing him, hoping to watch him make a fool of himself. Sean lifted his glass and deliberately raised his voice so that the whole table could hear. "Mr. Wagner, I'll be in your care. I'm new to the logistics department and still have much to learn. I'll be following your lead." The chubby middle-aged man beside him quickly stood, visibly flattered. "Mr. Frost, y