"Sean."
A woman’s flustered and gentle voice echoed from the doorway, followed by the clattering of high heels, drawing the attention of everyone in the design departnt.
Zoe Quinn arrived wearing a mask.
She was already very slim, and her tearful appearance made her seem pitiful not only to n but even to won.
Not only had her husband been taken away, but she had also been beaten by Serena Sullivan like this.
"Zoe, why are you here?"
Sean Lockwood’s attention imdiately shifted to Zoe Quinn, an infatuated expression gleaming in his eyes.
"Please don’t take any action against sister because of ."
Zoe Quinn enjoyed being the focus of Sean Lockwood’s gaze. Although she was set on marrying Ethan Grant, she intended to keep Sean around as long as possible.
A man who would co at the beck and call of a curling finger, she couldn’t bear to refuse.
"My face will be fine in a few days."
As she spoke, she reached out to gently touch the side of her mask, her eyes reddening, tears falling uncontrollably in her grievance.
People waited outside for a long ti, not hearing Serena Sullivan’s shrill cries of pain. Sneaking a look, they found Sean Lockwood, this ineffectual fool, had raised his fists but dared not strike Serena.
She had cried herself hoarse on the phone to him last night, and with just a few words from Serena Sullivan, was it all over?
"Moreover, sister didn’t intentionally have Miss Monroe’s bodyguard hit ."
"Anna Morgan’s people hit !" Zoe Quinn’s words could easily create misunderstandings that Serena Sullivan and Anna Morgan had tead up to bully her.
Upon hearing that the matter involved Anna Morgan, Sean Lockwood’s expression turned icy.
ntioning "Anna Morgan" at this mont, Zoe Quinn truly knew how to exploit weaknesses. Serena Sullivan’s hands clenched; she replied coldly, her voice firm, "I instructed them to slap her, unrelated to anyone else."
"Alright, alright."
Zoe Quinn wiped away her tears, nodding in response. Seeing Serena Sullivan’s eyes coldly glaring at her, she acted scared and leaned closer to Sean Lockwood, "Sean."
Her gentle voice held a thread of fear, making Sean Lockwood hate Serena Sullivan even more, including Anna Morgan.
"It’s nothing to do with Miss Monroe, nor with sister."
"How can it have nothing to do with Miss Monroe."
One of the designers, Shannon Shaw, spoke up, "During the interview at The Grant Corporation, Eldest Miss Monroe slapped you twice."
"What!"
Sean Lockwood’s voice took a somber tone, his eyes filled with deep hostility. Anna Morgan dared harm Zoe!
Seeing Sean Lockwood’s anger being stirred against Anna Morgan by her instigation, Zoe Quinn lowered her head, a light smile played on her lips.
First, let Sean Lockwood punish Serena Sullivan, then provoke him to "break" Anna Morgan’s heart.
"Sister."
Zoe Quinn walked over, enjoying looking down at Serena Sullivan, "Even though you had Eldest Miss Monroe hit , no matter what, in my heart, you are still my good..."
Serena Sullivan couldn’t stand hearing those nauseating words; her eyes turned cold, she shouted a single word, "Scram!"
Zoe Quinn’s tears spilled from her eyes, her body trembled, retreating step by step until she backed into Sean Lockwood’s embrace.
Yvette Sterling sensed the explosive tension rising, saw Sean Lockwood’s icy gaze deepening, and continued trying to call Ethan Grant.
How co Mr. Grant’s phone couldn’t be reached at this crucial mont?
"You tell Zoe to scram!"
Sean Lockwood’s face was as frosty as winter, his anger surged again, he approached, lifting his foot to kick the wheelchair Serena Sullivan was seated in. The kick was powerful, sending the wheelchair rolling backward a few steps before being bounced back by the desk behind it, the wheels caught on sothing...
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