She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart Chapter 842: You Are Not Worthy (2)

Claire Lowell couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh, raising her voice in anger: "What wealth and health? This is just your excuse to please that bitch and fool ! Don’t think I’ll fall for it, I absolutely won’t!"

"Shut up!" Quinn Thorne retorted coldly: "If you keep spouting nonsense without knowing your place, not even a Daluo Golden Immortal could save you! And let tell you clearly, there’s absolutely no chance in this lifeti that you’ll marry the Master! Even if he stays single, you’re not worthy!"

Quinn snorted disdainfully. Even if his boss went blind, he would never be interested in a woman like her!

Watching Claire, the unrepentant Demon King, Quinn shook his head, too lazy to say another word, and walked away briskly.

Claire, fuming, swept everything off the table onto the floor, then scread out loud, raging: "Damn it! Damn it! So damn infuriating!"

Claire lay on the table, chest heaving violently, gritting her teeth, she angrily said: "Don’t think this will stop ! No one can change my mind! I must marry Naless and beco the Mistress of The Dark Tower, making everyone bow at my feet! I will!"

...

Conference room.

Elias Hawthorne looked at Quinn Thorne: "If what just happened gets out, and your sister-in-law finds out. You’ll report to The Hall of Penance for a hundred lashes!"

Quinn shivered slightly, complaining pitifully: "That woman with a screw loose wasn’t provoked by , what does this have to do with ?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing Elias Hawthorne’s dangerous tone, Quinn felt a chill down his spine and imdiately assured, with a serious expression: "Boss, rest assured, I guarantee to complete the task. If anyone dares to ss around, I’ll take them down!"

Elias grunted faintly, and asked: "How’s the cleanup of The Dark Tower’s branch forces going?"

Hearing Elias talk about business, Quinn dared not joke further and solemnly replied: "Half of it is already cleared, at most in ten days, it can be fully completed."

"Too long. One week, it needs to be dealt with within one week."

Quinn couldn’t help but wail, then asked: "Boss, why the rush?"

"Your sister-in-law wants to return to Southgate." Elias gave Quinn a faint glance: "Don’t you want to go back?"

"I’m okay." As Quinn said this, a beautiful figure suddenly flashed in his mind, and his emotions beca urgent and eager.

But he was stubborn and didn’t want to admit it, otherwise, he’d just end up being exploited, right?

He was very clever.

Elias said blandly: "I heard an excellent suitor appeared by Miss Forrest’s side. Perhaps by the ti you return, you could attend Miss Forrest’s wedding feast."

"What the hell!" Quinn jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and yelled furiously: "Who? Who’s daring enough to ss with my Anya! Boss, quickly tell , I’ll go finish him!"

Elias said blandly: "I’m afraid you won’t return until The Dark Tower matters are sorted out."

"I’ll deal with them; I’ll work overti tonight and make sure it’s done within one week, no, five days. Who’s that bastard trying to steal my girl? I’ll end him!"

Hearing Quinn’s rage, Elias’s expression turned a bit subtle.