Chapter 457 They're All Asking for It

Without asking for my opinion, Maxwell pulled me over to the table, and we took our seats. I scrunched my brow and gave his hand a secret pinch, but he just shrugged it off, grinning at me like he knew something I did not. "Yvette, since you're laying off the booze right now, just munch on some snacks or play on your phone if you get bored, okay? I'm gonna have a few rounds with Mr. Young, then we'll head home." He had a weird undertone to his voice that made Idris's face cloud over, his dark eyes flicking over to me like he was trying to figure something out. I dodged his look and gave Maxwell a noncommittal, "Hmm." Mr. Lacava, catching the vibe, chuckled and said, "Mr. Sanchez, you're treating her so well. Is there something you're not telling us?" "Mr. Lacava, let's not get sidetracked. How about we toast to Mr. Young?" Maxwell lifted his glass, his smile begging for a smack. I could not care less about a bunch of suits buttering each other up instead of talking business and e