Those two fierce slaps caused both sides of the fat woman’s cheeks to swell high up quickly, and blood seeped from the corners of her mouth, leaving her quite the ss.
The fat woman was truly stunned by the blows, wondering what went wrong. This was supposed to be her turf; she was the owner here. Yet these security guards dared to hit her.
The fat woman looked at Hayden Crawford, noticing his luxurious attire and the calm and confident aura in his every gesture. One glance was enough to indicate his high status—either rich or noble.
Who is he?
Could it be that these security guards are listening to him?
Why?
No matter how hard she tried to figure it out, she couldn’t co up with a reason.
"Sir, you’ve been deceived by this Princess of Alani. She may appear innocent, but deep down she’s extrely seducing. She loves to lure n; my husband fell for her tricks. You better see her true colors!"
The fat woman’s words were venomous, filthy as she spoke, and Serena’s delicate brows furrowed at the harshness. Even though she was straightforward, hearing such things in Hayden Crawford’s presence was inevitably embarrassing.
She lifted her eyes to the man before her, who used his tall and lean shoulders to block her sight, protecting her in a dominant and robust manner from the attacks of gossip.
For so reason, Serena’s heart suddenly softened.
At this mont, a low and magnetic voice sounded by her ear, "I’m asking you one last ti, who is the little bitch cursing, hmm?"
Hayden Crawford repeated the question.
The fat woman was stunned, and then "smack" "smack," the security guards delivered two fierce slaps on her again.
The fat woman almost spat out blood; her plump face had gone numb from the hits.
It hurts.
The fat woman looked at the man, seeing his deep and narrow eyes falling on her face, carrying a sinister intent.
The fat woman was terrified and turned pale as she trembled, "I’m cursing myself; I’m the little bitch!"
Upon hearing this, Hayden Crawford finally withdrew his gaze. He turned his head towards the little woman behind him and moved his thin lips, "Go back to the room!"
Go back to the room.
Simple words, full of authority.
Serena’s heart was suddenly hit hard.
At this ti, the little bun rushed over to hug her leg, "Fairy teacher, what are you and daddy doing?"
Serena didn’t want the little bun to see the fat woman. She picked him up, "Nothing, Caden, how about teacher tells you a story?"
"Okay, okay."
Serena took little Caden Crawford into the room.
Watching Serena enter the room, the fat woman angrily stared at Hayden Crawford, "You... How dare you treat like this? Do you know who I am? This is my territory; I’ll have my husband make sure you can’t walk out of this!"
Hearing this, Hayden Crawford raised his attractive brow, his cold lips curled into a shallow, mocking arc, "Then turn around and see who has co now."
Who?
The fat woman turned and saw her husband, President Alden, rushing over.
President Alden ran so quickly that he almost tripped halfway.
"Husband, why are you here?" The fat woman grabbed President Alden, "But it’s just perfect that you’re here; I was looking for you!"
"Shut up!" President Alden quickly shook off the fat woman. He was covered in cold sweat, nervously whispering, "I just received a call from the big boss; he asked to co over!"
"Big boss?" The fat woman froze too, not expecting this mysterious and low-key big boss to show up tonight. Anyone who could afford a piece of the sea must be enormously wealthy.
"Yes, it’s the big boss. The big boss has never shown his face before, suddenly appears now—I have a bad feeling! Where is the big boss? He asked to co over, but why can’t I see the big boss?" President Alden looked around, his gaze quickly fell on Hayden Crawford.
President Alden seed to suddenly understand sothing, his pupils rapidly contracted and expanded—could it be...?
"Mr. Crawford, are you...?" President Alden tentatively asked.
Hayden Crawford slid one hand into his trouser pocket and lifted his thin lips with a detached voice, "You don’t have to co here anymore."
Sss.
The suspicion in his heart was confird; President Alden’s legs went weak. The mysterious big boss had long since arrived by his side. He was... the world’s leading wealth figure, Hayden Crawford.
Three years ago, Hayden Crawford spent lavishly in the State of Westria, buying a piece of the sea.
The fat woman quickly spoke up, "Who are you? How dare you tell my husband not to co; my husband is the owner here. The only person who can order him is the mysterious big boss, unless you are that mysterious big boss!"
The fat woman spoke arrogantly.
President Alden looked at his wife beside him and felt like crying because his wife’s intelligence was just too... touching, "Hush, don’t say anything else, it’s embarrassing; Mr. Crawford is the mysterious big boss!"
What? No...
The fat woman’s pupils dilated instantly, shocked at the handso man in front of her; he was indeed the mysterious big boss!
"This man is not only the mysterious big boss but also the world’s top wealth figure, CEO of The Crawford Group, Hayden Crawford!" President Alden added, dishing out another blow.
The fat woman gasped, then shook her head nonstop—no, she couldn’t believe it, she absolutely wouldn’t believe it!
The fat woman glanced at the closed door again; since when did the Princess of Alani hook up with such a big figure like Hayden Crawford?
She recalled what she had done just now, feeling as though she’d been pushed into the abyss. It was all over; everything was over.
Hayden Crawford slid both hands into his trouser pockets, a thin layer of frosty gloom covering his handso eyelids, "You don’t have to co anymore, and I hope you won’t appear in front of ever again."
The fat woman shivered, just as arrogant as she had been, now just as miserable, "Mr. Crawford... I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I couldn’t see the mountain, but... but you’ve been deceived by the Princess of Alani; she loves to lure n, my husband fell for her tricks!"
"So you’re saying... I’m not charming enough to retain my woman and that my woman has cuckolded ?" Hayden Crawford retorted.
The fat woman’s face turned ashen gray, slumping onto the carpet.
Lowering his eyelids, Hayden Crawford took one last look at the fat woman, "Be careful in the future. I’m very protective; if anyone dares to touch my woman, not only will I chop him up to feed the dogs, but I’ll also implicate and annihilate his family. Better not run into my gun, hmm?"
After speaking, Hayden Crawford pushed open the room door and walked in.
Outside, the fat woman, "..."
Was she being slapped with a taste of dog food after a thousand-point critical hit?
"Husband..." The fat woman turned to President Alden for help.
President Alden wasn’t much better off, thinking about how he once glanced at the Princess of Alani a few more tis. Probably even back then, this big boss had already taken note of him.
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