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.

Mona bent down to help Brendan up, Maxwell beat her to it and said softly, "Mona, let me

manly charm was still evident. Maxwell thought, 'No wonder the reporters kept snapping away at him even though they didn't

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

give Brendan too strong of a drug. Otherwise,

administered the antidote to Brendan, he

to take Mona's blood for a test. The result was that she was fine.

clear-headed, Brendan looked at Jenson coldly. His eyes reflected a cold glint, immediately

bold as to speculate about my intentions, huh?" Brendan said, his eyes darkening slightly as he looked at

a loss for

Jenson's neck. It was as if he would snap it if he exerted a little more force. "Was it you

it hadn't been for Brendan mentioning it, Maxwell wouldn't have suspected that Jenson

strong. With his arm tightening around Jenson's neck, Jenson felt as if his neck were about

Jenson thought. 'I didn't expect him to come at me immediately.' For a moment, he felt that his

huh? If I were to sell you to a place where people have fun and tell you that I did it accidentally, do you think that would be acceptable?" As Maxwell

felt that it was getting harder and harder for him to breathe. The fear of death overwhelmed him, and

Maxwell might accidentally kill him, so she quickly walked over to stop Maxwell. "Maxwell, I'm fine, so let him go first,"

her. She certainly felt hatred and anger. However, she could not just watch

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."

free from restraint that Jenson felt that he was still alive in this world. He quickly took a few breaths of fresh air and instinctively

my neck is still

to give Maxwell an explanation, he was