Eugene snorted coldly and hung up the phone. The creases on Mnie’s forehead deepened. She had a bad feeling about this. After informing Reny, she went to look for Eugene.
Not surprisingly, she bumped into Vi at the <b>office </b>entrance. When Vi saw Mnie, she frowned slightly and asked, “What are you doing here?”
Mnie just walked past her without even answering her and headed toward Eugene’s office.
Left alone, Vi stared at the office door, her gaze bing increasingly dark.
Inside Eugene’s office, Mnie looked at the phone he had tossed in front of her. <b>Her </b>face went dark, and her lips were pressed into a straight line<b>. </b>After a while<b>, </b>she slowly said, “I’m sorry.”
”
Eugene remained expressionless as he took back his phone. He nced at the messages on it and then ced it back on the desk. “I don’t want to hear excuses<b>.</b>”
Mnie opened her mouth<b>, </b>unsure of what to say.
The messages Eugene showed her were from an unknown number, but the tone was unmistakably George’s.
[I demandpensation! You slept with that bitch for so many years. You should give us somepensation. Otherwise, I’ll sue you for rape!
[You’re apany owner. What’s a few hundred thousand to you? <b>If </b>you like<b>, </b>I can bring that bitch to you so that you can have fun with her.
[You did this <b>to </b>me! Compensate me<b>, </b>or I’ll kill you]
There were two more messages<b>, </b>mostly filled with <b>curses </b>and unpleasant words.
“A few hundred thousand… Quite daring,” Eugene raised <b>a </b>brow as <b>he </b>looked at Mnie mockingly. ” Your stepfather has quite the audacity.<b>” </b>
Expression grim, Mnie asked, “How did he get your number?<b>” </b>1
“Who knows?” Eugene chuckled. “<b>If </b>Dn can find <b>her </b><b>way </b>into <b>LeapCo</b><b>, </b>anything is possible.”
Mnie did not expect George to go so far <b>as </b>to approach Eugene for money. She did not expect him to use such offensive and maliciousnguage either<b>. </b>“You can report this <b>to </b><b>the </b>police; it’s extortion,” she said, her breathing getting somewhat difficult.
“Will that do anything?<b>” </b>Eugene retorted tly.
Mnie worriedly bit her lower lip. She found George <b>to </b>be a thorn in the flesh<b>. </b>The man was unafraid of anything. Otherwise<b>, </b>he would not have stirred more trouble right after he was released.
“Mnie, you’re no longer <b>an </b>employee of LeapCo, yet <b>you </b>continue to bring trouble to thepany,
Eugene criticized, his dark eyes cold like a frozen abyss.
“LeapCo has no obligation to clean up your mess<b>, </b>and neither do I. If this happens again, you will be permanently cklisted by thepany.”
Hisst words were heavy, causing Mnie’s heart to sink. She still had contracts between Burning Star and LeapCo that had not been signed yet.
Still, Eugene was right. He had no obligation to clean up her mess.
Mnie’s hands were clenched tightly into <b>fists</b>, her nails digging into the flesh. She lowered her head to Eugene, her voice strained as she said, “Mr. Scott, I apologize for bringing trouble to LeapCo because of my personal matters.
Eugene lowered his gaze as he looked at her, his expression unreadable.
Meanwhile, the ringtone of a phone rang loudly in a small motel near Paramount Hospital. George quickly answered the call. “Who is it?” he demanded angrily.
His expression immediately changed when he heard the <b>voice </b>on the <b>other </b>end of the line. His tone became ingratiating and cautious. <b>“</b>Yes, yes, I know<b>, </b>I know. I’m figuring it out. I’ll give it to you in the next two days.
“<b>No</b><b>, </b><b>no</b>, please <b>give </b>me a little more time<b>, </b>alright? <b>It’s </bing very soon. When have <b>I </b>not ever repaid my debts?<b>” </b>He pleaded some more before finally ending the call.
Then, he kicked the old chair in front of his wounded <b>foot</b>, grumbling, “They keep on pushing me like they’re asking for my life! Damn it, he’s just ackey, yet he’s acting like some big shot<b>!</b>”
11
Dn was holding Peachie in her arms<b>, </b>not daring to say a word while George was acting like this. However, the man suddenly turned around and threw the phone at Dn’s head. He shouted, Whore! Did you contact the person I told you to contact?!”
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