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.

asked someone to carry him to the car.

nodded respectfully. “Mr. Lewis,

Get donos

immediately cupped his hands to catch

dusted off.

He won’t be in

land…”

at him and suddenly smiled, “I

it, I’ll let it go and consider

the Rolls Royce go away for a long

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

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

want to

piece of cake. I’ll do

invite her

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

you don’t invite Ziana tomorrow, you don’t

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

“Then you do now.”

said, “Carrier, when Grandpa finishes his milk,

was late

on in an upscale

woman was pacing around anxiously, talking sternly

Also, send out the

overnight to build up public

put this video at the

the phone before she wiped

to be

of Ziana that

of her and Molly would be found by

was full of scorn for her. All her announcements were suspended. The company wanted to terminate her contract and made her

her feel better, she would

Half an hour later.

called “Ziana’s sugar

were several intimate photos of

of the old men and Ziana were clearly

pictures in total, each of which showed a different

set of photos created a

with the intentional lead, instantly ignited the

Ziana’s sugar daddies are all old

that rich people don’t have daughters, how can they whitewash Ziana? Don’t tell me that these are all

be her fathers? Sugar daddy is a

a rich family before? How silly! Idiots, don’t insult the meaning of the

said she was related to the Scott Company

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