The playboy's eyes glinted as he chuckled smugly. “Then we really should be having dinner together.”

“Why?” Nancy asked.

“Because I'm the young matriarch of United Group. My father is the president here.” The playboy snickered.

Dawn and Nancy's hearts sank now that the matter turned out to be much more complicated than they had thought.

When they were at a loss on their next course of action, Zeke spoke up, “They're looking for the president of United Group. Even if we were to dine together, it should be with the president himself. As far as I can tell, you're not the president.”

The playboy only noticed Zeke's presence right then. Sure enough, he was vexed.

“Damn it! Why are you here?” the playboy exclaimed.

“Anyway, I'm glad that you present yourself right here at my place. I really admire your courage, though. I'll be damned if I don't beat your a** up today!” The playboy sneered.

Frustrated at how things were playing out, Dawn said begrudgingly, “He's my brother-in-law...”


“Gorgeous, stay out of this. This is a matter between him and me,' the playboy hurriedly said.

Zeke turned to Dawn and said, “I know you hate having this guy on your back. Don't worry, I will get rid of him for you. Nancy, why don't you take Dawn inside first? I need to give this guy a talking to.”

Nancy nodded. “Be careful. Don't hurt anyone.”

Of course, she was telling Zeke to have mercy on the playboy.

However, the playboy thought that Nancy was talking to him instead, telling him to go easy on Zeke.

“Don't worry, dollface. I just want this ignorant fool to grovel at my feet. I won't kill him.”

Nancy and Dawn let out a sigh and looked at the playboy in resignation before turning to head inside the United Group building.

That playboy doesn't have a clue who he's up against. Poor fellow.

A murderous glint flashed across the playboy's eyes. “Hey, you. Are you going to kneel before me right now to plead for mercy, or do you want to do it in a secluded corner?”

Zeke merely replied, “Let's just go someplace where we can talk in private.”

He was pleased with Zeke's reply and nodded. “All right, then. Follow me!”

The playboy then brought Zeke to a desolate corner.

“You may kneel before me n—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Zeke sent the man flying with a slap.

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