Chapter 221 Let Her Have a Taste of Her Own Medicine

When Whitney arrived at Phoenix Hotel, Westley was already waiting The entrance.

“You’re lare. Mr. Scott is already waiting,” he said in armoyance as Whitney exited the car

He hastily urged Whitney into the private room.

she stopped and reminded him calmly, “I’m already here. You haven’t fulfilled your promise yet “

Westley furrowed his brows. “I’m your father, Will Leven lie to you?”

Whitney replied with an emotionlesssmile. “Of course, your won’t. All you do is threati

unt,” Westley said.

“Alright, alright. I’ll transter five million dollars right now in front of you Duce everything is done, I’ll transfer the remaining amount,

She had no choice but to contact him last night

They had reached an agreement 11 Wlamey agreed to meet Oliver, Wesley would pay for the remainder of the medical

“Don’t worry. ” Westley kept his phone and showed a gentle expression. “I’m doing this for your own good. Marrying into the Scott family brings you no harm, after all: You never understand the things I do for you as a father.”

to pretend before

man with graying hair in the

face was covered with wrinkles, the proof of aging. His remaining gray hair uldn’t cover his greasy forehead

eyes squinted into a line,

lecherous gaze kept observing every part of Whitney. He wished he could wrap every part of his

uncomfortable by his gaze.

Whitney, Westley Introduced with a wide smile before directing Whitney to sit beside

much prettier in person than in the photo. Mr. Spencer, or should I call you Westley from now on? You don’t have to call me Mr. Scott We’ll be a family soon, so I should have the same seniority as Ms. Spencer. You can just call me Oliver!”

disgusted by

his actual age, he looked way older than Westley.

cliver was with Whitney, Westley had a gleeful grin. “You’re right, Oliver. We’ll be a family soon. So moving forward, Spencer Group will be

too,” Oliver said while his eyes were still focated on Whitney. He even reached out

a disgusting maggot was crawling on the back of her hand when Oliver touched it, so

kept his smile and said, “She’s just shy! She just got out of the hospital recently. Please don’t

said, “Whitney, pour

was trying to send with his glare. He was hinting her would break the promise if she made

wine for Me Scum. She politely handed it to Oliver with both hands. “I’m

He wished he could

“You can call me Ollie, Mr. Scott

adorned with a large guldring.

Whitney’s hand before stroking

She felt like a Housand ants were

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