Chapter 209
Chapter 209
Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies Chapter 209
Chapter 209 However, Tommy was oblivious and seemed genuinely earnest. Damian could not butt in even if he wanted to because
theatmosphere was tense.
"Moreover, haven't you given up on her?” Tommy asked.
Anthony's face was cold, and his eyes were dark and solemn.
The atmosphere in the room was at a freezing point.
After a while, he stood up and left the room.
Only then did Damian breathe a sigh of relief, as he had almost suffocated from the atmosphere just now.
Ron's complexion was pale, and he left the room after calming himself down.
Only then did Damian have the opportunity to scold his son, "What's wrong with you? Are you going against Anthonyfor a woman like Anne
Vallois?" "Weren't you the one who had me go against him?" Tommy said nonchalantly.
This enraged Damian.
"I had you to compete with him in terms of career and not for a loose woman that hehad dumped!" "Though I really do...have a thing for her."
Tommy's eyes had an inexplicable smile.
"What..." Damian was infuriated.
"No way! I will never allow it! Also, chase her out of Marwood Group right away since she shouldn't behere!" "I've already made up my mind," Tommy concluded without arguing further.
Anne was unaware of the tense atmosphere in the room.
All she knew was that the meeting had ended.
Given the fact that the CFO had returned to the department.
She was not sure if she should breathe a sigh of relief. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
There was a notification on her phone while she was calculating on the computer, and it was a text message.
It was an insignificant sound, yet she was so frightened by it that her fingers trembled.
Anne stared fearfully at her phone screen.
She took her phone with trembling hands and saw a text message: (parking lot).
The contact ID was Anthony Marwood.
Anne hyperventilated and experienced extreme lightheadedness.
Was there no escape from him? She gripped her phone so tight that her fingers were white,but she still had to stand up and go to the parking lot as Anthony ordered.
The elevator arrived at the basement, and as soon as she got off the elevator, she saw thestunning black Rolls Loyce without having to look for it.
It was prominently still, like a terrifying beast lurking in the dark, which was not worried about its prey escaping.
Anne gasped for air, and every step forward was heavy.
When she walked to the opened car door, she panicked as she accidentally looked into the solemn eyes of the menacing and dangerousman seated in the car.
Anne stood stiffly, avoiding eye contact, feeling nervous.
She was one meter away from the car door but did not dare to go near it as she was already trembling with fear.
"It will be useless regardless of how far you stand if I really want to catch you.
Come here!" Anthony scowled.
Anne trembled, "I...
I know, you told me to leave Luton..." "Don't make me repeat myself!" Anthony's patience had nearlyworn out.
Anne bit her lower lip, her shoulder tightened, and she was dragged into the car as soon as she stepped forward.
"Ah!" She fell onto the seat and sat up in a panic with her back tightly against the seat, lookingwarily at the menacing man before her and
nearly tearing the leather seat with her fingers.
"Do you want me so bad? Huh?" Anthony slanted his face with a prominent jawline and looked at her menacingly.
Anne was terrified.
Did she really want to be tortured by him so badly?
His words appear to hold her at gunpoint, reminding her to answer carefully,"...I will leave after I find out who murdered my mother.
Moreover, I would like to go abroad, and I would like to redo my passport and ID card.
It would take some time.
"Tommy's answer seems to be different from yours." Anne tensed up.
Did Tommy ruin her plan? He definitely would not tell Anthony about the kids.
Otherwise, the situation would have been much worse.
"It doesn't matter what he says since he can't represent my thoughts." Anne said, "I only wanted to find out who had murdered my mother.
I will leave after I find it out, so please give me some time.