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"Ah~" Ivana Monroe scread, shoving the person lying on top of her away fiercely.

Leon Keane was caught off guard, his eardrums bombarded. When Ivana pushed forcefully, he stood up.

Ivana sat up abruptly, seeing that the "beast" was Leon Keane, she was both angry and embarrassed. She wanted to rush over and slap him, but Leon’s gaze was strange.

Why was he staring at her like that...

Ivana lowered her gaze and realized she was exposed, completely naked in front of Leon Keane. Her brain buzzed; she grabbed the blanket, tightly covering herself, her face turning crimson.

"Leon Keane, get out."

Ivana’s delicate body curled up into a ball, her wet, jet-black hair spread like seaweed over her smooth back, her body trembling slightly.

"Okay."

Leon turned his gaze away, his handso face showing a faint blush, and he walked out of the room with large strides, closing the door behind him.

Leon took a deep breath,

Seeing Leon leave the room, Ivana imdiately pulled off the blanket and saw a brand-new tote bag by the bed. It seed to contain clothes. She picked up the tote, dumped it out, and threw all the clothes inside onto the bed.

She hastily put them on, then ran to the bathroom, gathered up all the dresses she had changed out of, and stuffed them into the tote bag.

Grabbing the tote bag, she took a deep breath to calm herself, then went to open the door and saw Leon Keane standing at the doorway.

The man had one hand in the pocket of his trousers, a cigarette between his fingers, and the orange glow of the cigarette brightened with each puff. Hearing the door open behind him, Leon turned his head, a grey smoke erging from his nostrils, and he exhaled the remaining smoke from his mouth, extinguishing the cigarette.

Seeing Ivana frown.

Leon explained, "I usually don’t smoke much. If you don’t like it, I won’t smoke when I’m with you next ti."

Leon’s words carried a hint of ambiguity.

Even he felt it, as though he wanted to be with her.

Leon added, "After all, you’re my companion now. I’ll respect your feelings."

Ivana didn’t believe him at all.

She was just too tired and had passed out in the bathroom. He brought her out and put her on the bed, taking liberties and saying he respected her?

Is this how you respect soone?

Ivana swore she’d never listen to Leon’s nonsense again or bathe at his house.

Ivana extended her hand to him, "Can you give the stuff now? You said after tonight’s banquet, you’d give it to ."

All she wanted now was to quickly get all the information from Michelle Monroe’s computer and go ho.

Leon hesitated for a few seconds before taking out a USB drive from his pocket, "There are so things in here you better not look at."

Ivana quickly snatched the USB drive and grasped it tightly in her hand. She was definitely going to look through everything in it. She wanted to find evidence of Michelle Monroe’s cris hidden within.

"Thanks, I got it." At this mont, Ivana felt that everything tonight, even being taken advantage of by Leon, was worth it.

As long as she could send Michelle Monroe to hell, anything was worth it.

Leon personally drove Ivana ho, but Timmy wasn’t brought back on ti.

Ivana panicked, pulling out her phone to find Leon’s number and called him.

Leon was driving and saw it was Ivana’s number; he pressed the connect button on his Bluetooth headset.

"Why didn’t you have soone bring Timmy ho?" Ivana’s urgent voice ca through.

"Do you see what ti it is now?"

"No matter what ti it is, you have no right, without my consent, to decide to keep Timmy at yours." Ivana yelled at Leon over the phone.

This made her feel very insecure, as if Leon was about to take away her precious treasure.

Leon furrowed his brows, "The child isn’t just yours. I am Timmy’s father; I have the right to keep him at the old house overnight."

"Leon Keane, what do you an? You want to take my child? You used tricks to make your companion just so you could take Timmy from ?"

Ivana’s voice grew increasingly agitated over the phone.

"Ivana, calm down." Leon hadn’t expected such a strong reaction from Ivana. Hearing her rapid breathing over the line, it was as if the sky above her was about to collapse.

Leon’s voice softened, "If I wanted to take the child from you, I would do it openly and fairly, without resorting to such underhanded ans, which would only make Timmy resent later."

The DNA report was in his hands. If he submitted it to the court, he could file a case against Ivana for raising the child alone without sufficient ti or stable finances to care for him. The court would surely grant him custody.

But he hadn’t done that.

Ivana understood his implication, her fingers trembling as she held the phone. Leon Keane’s intentions were terrifying. By appearing in her ho to play with Timmy and bringing Timmy back to the old house, he was ticulously planning to build a father-son relationship with Timmy before taking him away.

She hung up the phone.

Ivana planned to pick up Timmy from school early tomorrow. Calming down, she thought Leon doing this openly had its advantages, at least giving her ti to prepare, to deal with the company and Michelle Monroe’s affairs first.

Ivana opened her computer, inserted the USB drive, and clicked on it. Countless folders popped up on her screen, so with nas and others labeled with random letters or numbers.

One by one, she clicked open the folders, checking the contents. Most were trivial.

Ivana didn’t expect to find anything easily; she was prepared for an all-night battle.

Opening a folder labeled "MN," countless photos appeared, featuring glamorous shots of Michelle Monroe as well as various n in swimming pools, gyms, flaunting their muscles.

Ivana blushed, clicking the corner of the computer to close the folder.

She never realized Michelle was into stuff like this?

Ivana continued to open another folder, this ti finding sothing more explicit, showing Michelle being pulled by the hair and pinned under a man. The image was nauseating.

Ivana could barely handle such visuals, glancing at it made her want to vomit. Just as she was moving her mouse to close it, a threatening male voice echoed from the computer.

"Michelle Monroe, how much is this video worth? I give you three days to co up with 8 million for , or I’ll sell this video to a porn site for everyone to watch."

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