The Queen's Back

"Mr. Ford, if there's nothing else, you guys can leave now," Maxwell said. He still had something to settle with Brendan.

Leander wanted to leave in the first place. Now that Maxwell had spoken up, he immediately wanted to leave with the people from the Design Department.

As Jenson saw Mona maintaining her stance by tacitly acknowledging that everything was caused by her, he decided not to say anything. 'After all, I can tell that Brendan is nice to Mona. If anything comes up, I can just shift the blame to Mona.'

When Barbara walked out of the room, she felt inexplicably angry upon noticing Mona's arrogant expression. She thought, 'How come Mona can resolve a difficult situation every time?"

She looked at Mona and said with concern, "Mona, I'm glad that you're fine. I was so worried." Despite saying so, she inwardly thought it would be great if something had happened to Mona. "Thank you for your concern," Mona said expressionlessly.

Barbara wanted to say more, but when she saw Mona's annoyed expression, she obediently kept quiet and left the room with Leander.

She thought, 'After all, it wasn't me who did it. I just informed the reporters. Even if Mona holds a grudge against me, I'm not scared. Our poor relationship has almost been made public.' After the people who were not connected to the situation left, Mona looked at the man in front of her. The more she looked at him, the more she found him familiar.

Upon taking a few more glances, Mona realized that this man was the person who had bid alongside her at the auction.

She was a little puzzled, wondering why Jenson was here.

For a moment, no one spoke in the room. It was exceptionally quiet.

Jenson tried his best to hold his breath and minimize his presence.

Then, Jenson looked at the man beside Mona, who exuded a cold aura that was comparable to Brendan's when he was angry, making people feel inexplicably afraid.

A long while later, it was Mona who remembered that Brendan was still sitting in the bathroom. She hurriedly walked into the bathroom, hoping that nothing bad had happened to him.

up, Maxwell beat her to it and said softly,

charm was still evident. Maxwell thought, 'No wonder the reporters kept snapping away at him even though they didn't see Mona. Fortunately, this guy didn't

walking into the bathroom, it was only then that it occurred to him that he

thought, 'Thank goodness I didn't dare to give Brendan too strong of a drug.

Brendan, he called the

at ease about Mona, so he asked the doctor to take Mona's blood for

Jenson coldly. His eyes reflected a cold glint, immediately leaving

intentions, huh?" Brendan said, his eyes darkening slightly as he looked at Jenson. They were filled with

momentarily at a loss for

immediately wrapped his well-defined arm around Jenson's neck. It was as if he would snap it if he exerted a little more force. "Was it

Brendan mentioning it, Maxwell wouldn't have suspected that Jenson was the

around Jenson's neck, Jenson felt as if his neck were about

'I didn't expect

you that I did

fear of death overwhelmed him, and he hurriedly begged for mercy. "Let, let me go. I'm

the pain and the veins bulging on Maxwell's arm at the spot where he was holding Jenson, she feared Maxwell might accidentally kill him, so she quickly walked over to stop Maxwell. "Maxwell, I'm fine, so let him go first," Mona said as she grabbed Maxwell's arm with her little hand, wanting him to let Jenson

hatred and anger. However, she

Jenson to the ground with a forceful shove. His gaze then swept over to Brendan, who was on the bed, and said coldly, "Mr. Conrad, if you can't even control your own people, I don't mind helping you." Brendan said indifferently, "Don't worry. I will definitely give

was still alive in this world. He quickly took a few breaths of fresh air and instinctively

my neck

Maxwell an explanation, he was instantly frightened. He thought,