Chapter 232


    At the same time, Derrick’s phone rang. He looked at the number and ran to one side politely before


    answering it. “M-Miss Sommerset, how can I help you?”


    “Did Wynn Johnston manage to secure the contract with Turner’s branch?” A cold voice asked.


    “Yes, Miss Sommerset. Director Stanley from Turner came here personally and signed it just now.” The


    back of Derrick’s head was drenched in sweat; his legs were trembling from fear.


    Chloe Sommerset was very difficult to deal with.


    As of now, Derrick was the only one who knew that Chloe was the new boss of thepany.


    He could guess that everything Chloe did was rted to Wynn.


    It could even be rted to Philip.


    “Got it.”


    m!


    She hung up the phone.


    Derrick started to panic. He did not know what she was thinking.


    He calmed himself down before returning to the office. At that time, everyone was still discussing what


    to eat in Arc de Triumph that night.


    Then, Wynn received a phone call. It was from Eric.


    “Hello, Wynn. Where are you? I’m at Riverdale za. Come pick me up.”


    Eric’s tone was extremely arrogant, and he was speaking as if he was ordering his servant.


    Wynn was surprised. There was a stunned expression on her face as she said coldly, “Eric? Why are


    you here?”


    Why was Eric there?


    “Wynn, I’m here to enjoy myself of course! Why? Don’t you want to entertain me?” Eric was at


    Riverdale za. He was wearing a pair of sunsses and chewing on a piece of gum. He looked very


    stylish in his floral shirt. Nevertheless, he looked wanton and unrestrained at the same time.


    He was leaning against a remodeled Benz sport’s car that was red in color and toying with his car keys.


    He looked cool and shy. Naturally, he attracted the attention of a few pretty girls that even came to


    flirt with him.


    On one side, there were a few other remodeled sport’s cars as well, namely Mazdas, BMWs, and


    Mitsubishis.


    There was an unbridled man standing at the side of each car. Additionally, there were two beautiful


    women who were dressed stylishly next to them.


    Their hair was in braids, and they were wearing earrings, nose rings, boots, booty shorts, and crop


    tops.


    They were typical hedonistic children of rich parents. The way they dressed made it seem that they


    were obviously into cars.


    Wynn pondered for a while before saying, “Okay, I’ll pick you upter.”


    Eric hung up the phone and looked at the clear blue sky. A smirk appeared on his face.


    He snapped his fingers and smiled at his gang. “Showtime.”


    They looked at each other and nodded their heads.


    After about 15 minutes, Wynn drove to Riverdale za herself.


    There were a lot of cars parked at the za. However, she did not see Eric.


    Just as she was about to call him and ask where he was…


    Suddenly!


    She heard the rumbling of a motor.


    Wynn turned her head and saw a red Benz sport’s car charging at her at a speed of 100 miles per hour.


    Eric was sitting in the car, and there was an eerie smile on his face.


    At that moment, Wynn was stunned. She stood motionless and watched in a daze as the red Benz


    sport’s car charged toward her. Moreover, her ears began to buzz from the rumbling of the motor.


    Only when the Benz sport’s car was one meter away from Wynn did the car swiftly drift beside her and


    circle her. Finally, it stopped with a loud buzz.


    Eric pushed open the car door, got out of it, and held it open with his hand on its frame. Then, he


    removed his sunsses with his other hand and said provocatively, “Hey, Wynn, were you scared


    stupid?”


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    Laughter sounded behind Wynn. Eric’s friends began walking toward Wynn and looking at her from


    head to toe without the slightest scruple.


    A few of the menughed and said shamelessly, “Damn, Eric. Your cousin is hot. Look at her body.”


    “Hahaha, this chick is not bad. She’s my type. I can’t wait, Eric. What about a hundred thousand per


    night? Would that be okay?” One of the men that had his hair in braids smirked deviously.


    Eric shook his head and said, “Slim, you’d have to talk to my cousin about the price. I have no problem


    if she agrees.”


    ‘That face is even softer than the face of a celebrity.’


    p!


    Wynn finally came back to her senses out of fear, and she pped the man that had his hair in braids


    heavily across the face. She yelled, “Did your mother never teach you how to speak like a human


    being?”