Chapter 883 At that instant, lan rushed out of the meeting room and intercepted them again.
“Mr. Thompson, while we welcyour presence, don’t you think it's inappropriate, both ethically and legally, to resort to violence against our staff?” Ignoring lan’s words, Asher countered with a question. “Should | wait for Justin Salvador to cout, or should | just barge in?” lan’s anger surged, his expression darkening. “I'm sorry, but Mr.
Salvador is currently in a meeting. He won't be able to see you.
Please leave!” Asher smirked slightly and advanced toward him.
lan’s internal alarm bells rang as he extended his arms to block Asher “Ah!” In the blink of an eye, Asher swiftly made his move. Before lan co even comprehend what was happening, Asher twisted his arm to t back and forcefully flung him aside.
lan crashed to the ground. His arm was dislocated! [x | He clenched his teeth in pain as sweat beaded his forehead. He watched Asher and Steven push open the door and enter the conference room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInside the conference room, the mood was solemn.
Justin, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, exuded a commanding présence. His handsfigure resembled that of an emperor presiding over his court.
The executives below him listened attentively as he calmly outlined the agenda for the upcoming work.
However, despite his authoritative demeanor, the sudden intrusion of Asher and Steven drew the attention of everyone in the room.
Everyone in the room was shocked and exchanged bewildered glances.
Everyone present-recognized the intruders.
Though Justin was aware of their presence, he chose to ignore them, continuing to read from the report in his hands.
“Justin, let’s talk.” Asher’s eyes were cold and stern.
Asher’s cold and direct address cut through the tension, disregardin Justin's status.
Justin paused briefly, meeting Asher’s stern gaze with calm resol “Let’s call it a day. We'll continue tomorrow. Meeting adjourned.” With those words, the other executives stood up in unison, leaving the talone in the conference room.
The silence in the room turned into tension.
“Asher, you can go ahead and say what you have to say now,” Justin said calmly, his emotions concealed.
Asher was already seething with anger. Seeing Justin’s seemingly indifferent attitude only fueled his rage further.
He was unaware that Justin was still recovering from his illness, barely able to sit through the meeting with sheer willpower and medication.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJustin was utterly drained, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.
“Justin, you did something to my sister.” Asher’s tone turned frosty, and his presence was intimidating.
Upon hearing this, Steven's eyes flashed with rage, turning bloodshot. * Did something? What does that mean? Did Justin really harass Ms. Thompson? How could he?! How dare he even consider such a thing?! Steven felt an unprecedented wave of anguish, as if someone were strangling him and depriving him of air.
Justin's breath caught in his throat. His fingers slowly clenched on the tabletop. His eyes were burning intensely. “I'll take responsibil If she’s willing to, she remains my wife.” Then, as if he had suddenly transformed into another person, he chuckled bitterly and somewhat nervously. “But | believe she would want that. | don’t think she would want to repeat the smistak again, right?” Asher’s lips curled into a cold sneer. His expression resembled that of a handsyet ferocious deity of the underworld.
“Justin! Do you even understand how a divorce works?!” Steven could not bear it any longer and roared in anger. “Once divorced, you are no longer husband and wife. You have no right to touch Ms. Bella! How could you?! How dare you?!” “Whatever happened is in the past. At this point, | have nothing else to say.” Justin's heart trembled as he recalled that night, and his eyes reddened with tears.
He did not ever want to leave her again.
Suddenly, a loud bang echoed through the room.
With a swift movement, Asher effortlessly leaped onto the massive conference table.
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