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The playboy's eyes glinted as he chuckled smugly. “Then we really should be having dinner together.”
“Why?” Nancy asked.
“Because I'm the young matriarch of United Group. My father is the president here.” The playboy snickered.
Dawn and Nancy's hearts sank now that the matter turned out to be much more complicated than they had
thought.
When they were at a loss on their next course of action, Zeke spoke up, “They're looking for the president of United
Group. Even if we were to dine together, it should be with the president himself. As far as I can tell, you're not the
president.”
The playboy only noticed Zeke's presence right then. Sure enough, he was vexed.
“Damn it! Why are you here?” the playboy exclaimed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Anyway, I'm glad that you present yourself right here at my place. I really admire your courage, though. I'll be
damned if I don't beat your a** up today!” The playboy sneered.
Frustrated at how things were playing out, Dawn said begrudgingly, “He's my brother-in-law...”
“Gorgeous, stay out of this. This is a matter between him and me,' the playboy hurriedly said.
Zeke turned to Dawn and said, “I know you hate having this guy on your back. Don't worry, I will get rid of him for
you. Nancy, why don't you take Dawn inside first? I need to give this guy a talking to.”
Nancy nodded. “Be careful. Don't hurt anyone.”
Of course, she was telling Zeke to have mercy on the playboy.
However, the playboy thought that Nancy was talking to him instead, telling him to go easy on Zeke.
“Don't worry, dollface. I just want this ignorant fool to grovel at my feet. I won't kill him.”
Nancy and Dawn let out a sigh and looked at the playboy in resignation before turning to head inside the United
Group building.
That playboy doesn't have a clue who he's up against. Poor fellow.
A murderous glint flashed across the playboy's eyes. “Hey, you. Are you going to kneel before me right now to
plead for mercy, or do you want to do it in a secluded corner?”
Zeke merely replied, “Let's just go someplace where we can talk in private.”
He was pleased with Zeke's reply and nodded. “All right, then. Follow me!”
The playboy then brought Zeke to a desolate corner.
“You may kneel before me n—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Zeke sent the man flying with a slap.
The playboy was thunderstruck. He held his face, his eyes turning bloody red from the impact as he widened his
eyes in disbelief and stared at Zeke.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDid the bloody fool just hit me? What the damn hell? You're going to pay for this!
“You're f*cking screwed!” The playboy was so infuriated that veins popped on his temples. “I'm not going to forgive
you even if you grovel at my feet now! I'm going to kill you!”
Despite his threats, Zeke seemed nonchalant. “Just come at me. I don't have time to squander with you.”
Just you wait, you b*stard!
The playboy took out his phone and called someone. “Ivan! I've been hit by a bloody fool in my territory. Come to
my place now!”
The playboy grew bolder after calling for help. “You are one brazen b*stard, aren't you? I'm going to torment you
before I kill you! Were those two ladies your sisters-in-law? I'm going to f*ck them right in front of you. No, I'm
going to f*ck your wife as well. In fact, I will f*ck all three of them in front of you!”
Zeke sighed. “I believe that the grass has already grown tall on the grave of the last person who said the same.”
“You're one to brag, aren't you?” the playboy chided.
“You can't even imagine what I can do,” Zeke stated plainly.
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