Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies by Sherri Roman

Chapter 15 You Owe Me This Slap in the Face

He didn’t believe that Mia could have any real feelings for David. It was all about money to him.

Looking at Joe, just as he used to be, Mia suddenly laughed out loud, “Ten billion dollars, do you have it?”

Joe put down the pen in his hand and frowned at Mia.

Even without saying a word, Mia understood his meaning, don’t be ungrateful.

If it were in the past, Mia would have become nervous because of his expression, but now she had no such concerns.

“Five years, and you haven’t improved, Mr. Smith. What can you do besides throwing money around?” Mia sneered, standing up.

In the quiet villa, the two faced each other across the coffee table, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Joe looked at Mia, who was at swords’ points with him and felt a strange feeling welling up in his heart as if only this version of her was the real one.

“Do you like David?”

Joe looked at Mia indifferently and his eyes were sharp without any concealment.

The Smith and Johnson Families were not quite on good terms, and he would not allow Mia to have anything to do with the Johnsons.

Mia was the one who had escaped

and scoffed, “What if

about to leave, but Joe, his face gloomy,

his hand away, glaring at him, “What are you trying

and he certainly would not allow her to tell

even care about that?” Joe stared

and Mia could even feel his

Mia’s graceful body. In this familiar villa, memories from five years ago seemed to

red with anger, glaring at Joe, “We’re

Even if I marry David

get to finish her sentence, as Joe suddenly kissed

Slap!

the romantic atmosphere. Joe’s left cheek stung, and Mia had

I must have been out of my mind to put up with you,” Mia said, her eyes red with anger. Joe’s actions had reminded her of the past, making her

first time in his life, someone had

and he stared

undaunted, “Whatever reason you had for bringing me here, Mr. Smith, I hope

had been red just a moment ago, but Mia quickly collected herself and looked indifferently

and children. I’m not your outlet for venting emotions anymore.

a predatory smile, “Mia, no one can escape my

of engaging in a verbal battle with