hapter 330


    Stephen knew Mnie well and did not intervene. Instead, he shared quite a bit about Niere City. The three of them enjoyed their


    meal over the conversation.


    When they were almost done with their meal, Mnie got up to use the restroom. The restaurant was decorated in a style that


    featured significant greenery and wooden designs.


    With her bag in her hand, Mnie turned a corner. She avoided the hanging pots of green vines, only to unexpectedly collide


    with someone.


    Simon had stepped out to take a call, and his expression was visibly upset as he listened to his father scolding him over the


    phone. Irritated, he dismissed the call and turned around, only to see Mnie standing calmly not far away.


    The corridor was narrow, with various nts on both sides. It left little space to pass through.


    Mnie calmly said, “You''re blocking the way.”


    Ahint of hostility shed in Simon’s eyes as he looked at Mnie with displeasure. “Why are you everywhere?”


    “Is this ce yours?”


    “Heh.” Simon stared at her, his tongue pushed up against the soft flesh of his right cheek.


    Full of hostility, he scathingly looked at Mnie. “Still putting on a cold face for someone to see eh, Mnie? Do you think you''re


    still the chief secretary of LeapCo with your high and mighty disy?”


    He was trying to pick a fight. Stephen and the others were still waiting, and Mnie did not want to argue with him. A mad dog


    would bite anyone, and people would fear getting bitten by something unclean.


    She nced at Simon nkly and turned to leave. Simon did not expect to see her act this way. He decisively reached out to


    grab Mnie''s wrist. “Did | say you could leave?”


    The moment he grabbed Mnie''s arm, he was pped across the face!


    Mnie had given almost everything in her in that p. She looked at Simon’s hand that was gripping her arm with disdain. She


    said in a cold and stern tone, “Let go.”


    Despite having been pped so hard, Simon’s grip did not loosen. Instead, he tightened it even more. After a moment, he turned


    his head to stare at Mnie. His head was tilted


    slightly, his eyes revealing a touch of red and a chill in its depths.


    “You fucking dare to hit me?” he enunciated in a roar.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    “What are you doing?” A low, cold voice suddenly came from the side. Eugene appeared at the entrance of the nearby private


    room. His gaze was fixed on Simon''s hand that was gripping Mnie’s arm. His gaze was deep and searching.


    Mnie quickly noticed him. Feeling the pain from Simon’s grip, she maintained her cold facade and said, “Your friend might''ve


    had too much to drink and is acting out.”


    Eugene looked at her, his eyes probing for a moment.


    “Atnie!” Simon''s tone was fierce. “You damn well wait for me.”


    The turned to Eugene, his eyes still tinged with crimson. He spat the words out through gritted teeth, “Even my old man has


    never hit me my entire life.”


    There was indeed a very clear palm print on his face, indicating the force Mnie had used.


    Eugene’s brows furrowed slowly as he looked at Mnie. A chill was evident in his eyes and on the corners of his mouth. “What


    trouble are you trying to cause this time?”


    Simon abruptly released his grip on Mnie’s arm at those words. He then pushed her, causing her to stumble backward.


    Eugene’s eyes darkened as he watched her expressionlessly. “Besides stirring up trouble, what else are you capable of?”