Meeting The One For Me

Chapter 232

“Mr. Ramirez! Mr. Ramirez! I’m sorry, Mr. Ramirez! I’ll make sure to discipline my subordinates from now on! Please forgive me!”

Daniel panted heavily from hitting the man with a golf club.

He dropped the blood–stained club from his hand and kicked the man lying motionless in a pool of blood beside him. Then, he gestured for his subordinates to drag the person out and rolled down his sleeves before walking over to Ryan–only to find all the glasses on the long

table empty.

Daniel opened a bottle of wine, poured himself a drink, gulped it down, and then refilled both Ryan’s and his own glasses.

Leaning against the long table, he asked, “I heard you transferred Peter to protect that woman, right? Is she the one those incompetent underlings went to trouble for? I’m curious as to what kind of woman is so important to you that you’d go to such lengths?”

Ryan put down his glass and poured himself another drink. After that, he set the glass aside and buttoned his suit jacket before heading out. “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. Make sure the arrangements for the car accident are in place. Keep it clean and don’t involve the Lambert family!”

him back from Meplaria without anyone noticing in a few days. Do you want to interrogate him yourself?” Daniel still maintained his carefree demeanor. He propped himself up against the long table with one hand, smirked, and raised his

someone at the door of a private room. Daphne

room, stopped a nearby waiter and said, “There’s

she

“Trouble in room 8923. Security team! Security team, please

toward

man in the adjacent room had already

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enter here were either rich or powerful. Ordinary people wouldn’t

Observing her attire, it was obvious she was a student even more so from

the man came over with a glass of wine to offer Daphne at drink. Despite Daphne’s repeated refusals, he persisted. When Azure intervened and accidentally spilled the wine on

Joseph, who spent most of his time in the lab and

being forced to kneel on the ground,

fat–headed man held Daphne, who was struggling in his arms and gazed lustfully