Vanessa didn’t want to get involved in the war between Dn and Ondo, but this didn’t mean that they didn’t go to bother her.


    Seeing Ondo, who was blocking the front of the car, Vanessa gripped the steering wheel tightly, her heart filled with irritation. He was right in front of the car and Vanessa couldn’t get out unless she ran him over.


    Ondo probably took this risk because he knew Vanessa wouldn’t do it.


    He was drunk and his suit was a little wrinkled, his red, smoky eyes were bloodshot and he looked at her with indignation. His anger could be felt through the car window, it was inexplicable.


    -Vanessa! -He stepped forward and mmed the bo with as much force as madness, shouting at Vanessa to get out of the car.


    Anyone who got out of the car knew what they would face. Vanessa ignored the whistling outside and calmly took out her mobile phone to call the police.


    No matter what Ondo was going to do, Vanessa didn’t want to get involved with him.


    Hisck of cooperation annoyed the drunken man.


    Ondo squinted and staggered into the driver’s seat, banging hard on the window ss with the phone in his hand.


    Knowing that the ss could not be opened like that, but the situation in front of him was enough to cause panic.


    Vanessa couldn’t help but grip the steering wheel tighter, Ondo’s voice didn’t sound quite right through the car door.


    -Open the door, Vanessa, I’m asking you to open the door! -Ondo shouted like a madman, banging frantically on the ss.


    -Is that you? Is that you?


    Vanessa stared coldly at Ondo through the car window, watching his mouth open and close in angry questioning. Even just by looking at his snout she understood what he was saying and then what he meant.


    He couldn’t help but snort coldly.


    It was Dn who wanted to fight against The Moya Group. What has it got to do with me.


    Taking a deep breath, Vanessa pulled out her phone and showed Ondo the call log.N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    The rm number was at the top.


    Instead of panicking, Ondo felt surprisingly more annoyed and hit the window ss harder. The ss only made not-so-clear cracks, but the phone was already broken.


    The exploding fragments wounded Ondo’s face, leaving a bloody mark with their sharp edge.


    His expression grew fiercer and fiercer.


    The cracks in the ss grew and Vanessa frowned in concern.


    If this continued, the windows would break.


    Why hadn’t the policee after all this time?


    -Vanessa, open the door.


    Now he was desperate to see Vanessa, his drunken brain froze and his thoughts froze, even Ondo himself could not understand why he wanted to see Vanessa.


    When the phone didn’t work, he broke it with his hands.


    Ondo’s bloody fist flew into the car, luckily Vanessa dodged it quickly and onlynded on broken ss as she turned her face to the side.


    -It’s on the move.


    Ondo looked at Vanessa and curved his lips into a slow smile.


    -Vanessa,” said Ondo, his violent eyes suddenly filled with pain.  I got The Moya Group for you, but why didn’t youe back to me? You even let Dn do it with The Moya Group. Heh, Vanessa, you really are so cruel.


    -I didn’t do that.


    Vanessa looked at him calmly, knowing full well that now was not the time to irritate him. Ondo was dangerous now and was likely to do something extreme. So she tried to control her expression and not show her dislike for him.


    -Who else could it be but you?


    -Believe it or not, everything Dn does has nothing to do with me. Don’t forget that Dn has a fiancée. His fiancée is Brisa from the Leoz family, and I am just a tool for him.


    -Yes? -Ondo narrowed his eyes as if he was convinced, and the next second he grabbed Vanessa’s wrist fiercely, “Then you’lle back with me. We’ll take care of Dn together, we’ll get him out of Peaceful City, okay?


    -Ondo, don’t involve me in your dispute with Dn.


    As soon as Vanessa finished speaking, she saw that Ondo’s eyes were fierce again and he was looking at her viciously, as if she had done it all.


    -You have rejected me again, how dare you!


    Ondo’s hands kept pushing harder and harder, the slender white wrists under his palms were fragile as if about to be crushed.


    He was in a lot of pain.


    Vanessa fought through the pain and pushed back the nausea churning in her stomach and spoke:


    -Ondo, we broke up a long time ago. Now you are married to Brisa


    -Breeze? That monster!


    Ondo frowned in disgust. He had married her as a stopgap measure. Now that Nico Lacasa had resigned, what was the point of keeping Brisa!


    -Do you care about this? Don’t worry, I’ll divorce Brisa tomorrow.


    Thinking he had found a reason for Vanessa’s reluctance to return to him, Ondo’s emotions became agitated and euphoric.


    -You’lle back when I divorce her, okay?


    To appease Ondo and get him to let go, Vanessa had to patiently y along.


    -I will think about it.


    -Really?


    -Really.


    Ondo looked at her in ecstasy, his big body wanting toe through the car window.


    -Let me go first, my wrist really hurts.


    She fought against the instinctive physical disgust at Ondo’s proximity and tried to keep her voice steady as she spoke. While Ondo wasn’t looking, she slipped out to unbuckle her seatbelt, intending to climb into the passenger seat as soon as he released her.


    By the time the police were called, they would have arrived soon.


    -Are you in pain?


    Ondo frowned, sniffing Vanessa’s wrist but not letting go.


    -Yes, so let me go.


    Vanessa’s voice softened.


    It had been a long time since she had spoken to Ondo like that, and he was so stunned for a moment that he let go of her hand.


    -Police!


    The sudden sound of the voice flipped a switch and Ondo’s expression instantly became grim again.


    -Did you call the police?


    Ondo looked at Vanessa with hostile eyes and grabbed her hand again.


    Tougher than before.


    Vanessa was relieved that the police had arrived and there was no point in being vain with him.


    -Yes, I called the police. So Mr. Dn hasn’t given up yet? You want to sink The Moya Group even faster by uncovering the scandal of the drunken president’s murder while he’s in the middle of a storm? -said Vanessa mockingly, the cold light under her eyes making Ondo’s expression grow grimmer.


    -Good, very good.


    Surprisingly, Vanessa counted on him again.


    -And you fooled me that everything Dn did and it had nothing to do with you? Aren’t you still helping him set me up even now? By being hypocritical, calling the police to get me, that way, they could discredit the Moya Group… Fine, fine.


    Only someone as shameless as Ondo could distort the truth and still be so justified.