Ivy Miller pursed her lips and smiled, "Didn’t Mr. Zandros just say he wanted Robert to leave so you could discuss the cooperation alone with ?"
"I’m the type of person who follows my whims, and right now, I don’t feel like discussing it with you, unless you show your sincerity."
"Is that so? Robert Weston, you should step out first."
Robert looked at her; was this woman planning to go crazy just for the cooperation deal?
Matthew Zandros raised his eyebrows, and Ivy Miller glanced at Robert Weston.
Robert really couldn’t make out what this woman was thinking anymore.
He turned around and walked out. Ivy Miller smiled and asked, "Mr. Zandros, can we talk now?"
"Hmm, now you’re being clever. I noticed you haven’t drunk much alcohol just now, co, have a drink with ."
As he spoke, he gripped her hand.
Ivy Miller felt a surge of disgust internally, but still picked up the glass of alcohol.
Matthew Zandros wore a smile on his face, Ivy Miller also smiled with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.
"Mr. Zandros, does this contract really have to be tied to that group leader, Sabrina?"
"She ntioned having so issues with the Twilight Group, paying a certain price, so I removed them.
If you’re willing to pay the sa price right now, I can resu cooperation with you.
After all, you are much younger than her."
Ivy Miller smiled, "I don’t understand Mr. Zandros’ aning, I’m still young and might need you to be explicit about what you want to do, to what extent."
"Sleep with for two nights, and the contract is yours."
As he spoke, he reached a greasy hand toward her face.
Ivy Miller turned the glass in her hand and splashed the alcohol directly onto his face.
Matthew Zandros yelled angrily, "Are you insane, woman?"
Ivy Miller folded her arms, raising a brow, "I’m really sorry, Mr. Zandros, my hand slipped. Could you repeat what you wanted to do?"
Matthew Zandros spoke coldly, "You’re truly a crazy woman."
With that, he turned to leave the room, but Ivy Miller didn’t stop him and rely sat down, "If you go, tomorrow, I’ll post all the sleazy things you’ve done with that Sabrina at the gate of their school.
I wonder if she will still acknowledge you as her shaless father in the future.
I’m soone else’s daughter too, I went to high school, and if it were , I’d leave this dad."
Matthew Zandros quickly returned to her, grabbed her collar, "Little girl, trying to threaten ? You don’t even know your own weight.
Let tell you, before you ruin , I can make you disappear from Anchester."
"Then give it a try," Ivy Miller said coldly, "Today you harassed , and I won’t let it go quietly.
Look at your old and ugly behavior, and you still want to sleep with ?"
Perverted-minded man.
Ivy Miller pushed at him, but couldn’t budge him, "Let go of ."
"Let go of you?" He pulled her to the door, locked it.
"Today I’m going to deal with you right here."
"This is a cri."
"Cri? Tomorrow I’ll go to your company’s CEO, claiming you seduced for the contract, let’s see what you can do about it.
You’ve given so much alcohol, and don’t expect to not act under its influence."
As he spoke, he lowered his head trying to kiss her, but Ivy Miller kneed him, causing him pain, and he lunged at her again.
Ivy Miller shouted towards the door, "Robert Weston, save , help!"
Yet, even after shouting twice, no one answered. Matthew Zandros sneered, "No one can save you, you yourself kicked him out.
No wonder Sabrina said you’re a delicate little girl, surely fitting my taste, and she was right, I indeed like your type."
Only now did Ivy Miller feel so fear; she forgot she was a woman.
She’s too young to play rogue against him.
She ran to the dining table and threw dishes at him, dirtying Matthew Zandros’s clothes with food.
But at this point, Matthew Zandros was act like a madman, determined to achieve his goal.
Even though Ivy Miller kept calling for help, he still pressed on.
He grabbed Ivy Miller and pinned her on the ground, their clothes stained with dirty food soup.
She scread loudly, "Let go of , help, help."
She thought it was over, no one would co to her rescue, but at that mont, the door burst open with a bang from outside.
The person in front of her wasn’t Robert Weston, but Henry Sullivan.
Upon seeing Ivy being bullied, he was furious, lifting Matthew and delivering a series of punches.
It wasn’t until Matthew couldn’t take it anymore and cried for rcy that Ivy Miller went forward to hold his hand, "Alright uncle, don’t hit anymore, you’ll kill him."
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