Chapter 73 She Doesn’t Deserve to Be My Opponent

The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee By Vera Whitehead Chapter 73

The night was dim and the street lights came on in turn.

Someone got out of the black business car.

“Jack, how is it you?” Steven looked at the person coming in surprise. “Did my dad tell you to

come?”

Jack nodded and said, “Mr. Steven, Mr. Howard wants to see you tonight.”

“I don’t want to see him.” Steven refused without even thinking, “I have something to do tomorrow! Go back! Tell him I’ll come home in a couple of days when I’m free to pay him my

respects.”

“Mr. Steven, Mr. Howard has something to say to you.”

Steven rolled his eyes speechlessly.

What kind of things could his father have to say?

His father just grabbed him now and then to give him a lecture, repeating the same scolding words.

He had memorized them.

Steven directly ignored Jack and turned around to leave.

At this point, four bodyguards suddenly came down from the business car.

Steven frowned warily and asked, “Jack, what is this?”

Jack smiled and said, “Taking the young master home.”

“Jack!” Steven gritted his teeth, but he was quickly seized by the bodyguards.

He was so angry that he screamed, “Jack! Jack! Jack! Let go of me!”

Several men were unmoved, escorting him to the car.

Steven saw Boris, who hadn’t left yet, and called out for help, “Boris! Help!”

Boris in the car snorted quietly. His fingers, which were holding a cigarette, tapped the steering

wheel.

A few moments later, he pushed the door to get out of the car.

Steven rejoiced. He was just about to speak when his head hurt and his eyes went black, and he passed out.

waved his hand and asked someone to carry him to the car. He

nodded respectfully. “Mr. Lewis,

Get donos

cupped his hands to catch the ash Boris

dusted off.

abroad. He won’t be in your sight for at least six months, so

land…”

him and suddenly smiled, “I won’t

wants it, I’ll let it go and consider it a tribute to him.

a long time before he got

old mansion. It was almost ten o’clock, and Zezili

He took off his suit, took the milk from Carrier’s hand, and brought it to Zezili.

want to see

piece of cake. I’ll do

time you said you’d invite her to your home,

as he walked upstairs, “I didn’t have time last time. But

said, “If you don’t invite Ziana tomorrow, you don’t have to

frown, “Grandpa, you question my charm? I don’t have to bother

“Then you do now.”

tongue against his teeth and said, “Carrier, when Grandpa

late at

on in an upscale apartment in

around anxiously, talking sternly and hostilely

the headline as we discussed. Also, send out the video and the photos I gave you. The evidence is

trolls to act overnight to build up public opinion

But put this video at the end! Give her a fatal

before she

to be

that she had become such a

her and Molly would be

company wanted to terminate her contract and made her pay a huge

her feel better, she would

Half an hour later.

“Ziana’s sugar daddies” appeared

several intimate photos of

were secretly taken, the faces of

in total, each of which showed a different

of photos created

visual impact, coupled with the intentional lead, instantly ignited

are all old men. What’s

can they

daddy is a kind of daddy. Miss Scott

Idiots, don’t insult the

the Scott Company and the Scott Company was

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