This had touched Matthew Grant’s bottom line.
Yvonne wrapped herself around Matthew Grant like she had no bones.
“President Grant, you were just staring at me, I don’t believe you don’t like me… Ah!”
Yvonne was thrown to the floor, as her elbow knocked against the desk, a numbness and a pain, she could not move but lay on the floor.
“You’re blocked.”
Matthew Grant disgustedly took off the jacket that had just been touched by Yvonne, one word without mercy.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
“Come in.”
“President Grant, the lady asked me to give you the lunchbox.”
Curtis Irwin swept a glance at Yvonne on the floor, and by the pained look on her face, he could guess what had happened.
These women really had no shame, trying to break up other people’s marriages just because they had a few good looks.
“She was here?” Matthew Grant looked puzzled.
“Yes. Madame said you were in the office, so she didn’t come in, gave me the lunch box and left.”
Damn.
Matthew Grant didn’t care that there was a man lying on the floor, he just stepped over her legs and grabbed the door.
“Matthew…” Curtis Irwin tried to catch up with Matthew Grant, carrying his lunch box, but took one look at Yvonne, who was struggling to get up on the floor, and seemed to understand something.
“Miss Yvonne, please go back.”
Yvonne shivered at the coldness of Curtis Irwin’s voice.
It was a summer day, but it felt like being in an ice cave.
Under the Empire Group building, Blanca Roach walked forward in a huff, ignoring the man behind her.
She had left early at eleven o’clock. She had wanted to surprise Matthew Grant today.
She just didn’t expect the surprise to be from Matthew Grant.
“Hm, what a nice surprise.”
Blanca Roach opened the car door, got in and slammed it shut again, fastening her seat belt.
“Leave him alone and go.”
She saw Matthew Grant catching up in the rearview mirror and immediately ordered the driver to drive.
She just went to deliver the food, before she reached the door, she heard a woman called out, it was quite soft and watery “ah ~”
The door was not closed, but left a crack.
Blanca Roach took a look and never looked again, she was blind and poked herself in the eyes.
Matthew Grant was holding a naked woman in his arms!
Blanca Roach took two steps back, turned her head and left, just in time to meet Curtis Irwin, who was delivering papers to the president’s office, shoved the lunch box into his arms and went downstairs in a huff.
The cell phone in the car seat rang, and Blanca Roach let it ring without answering or hanging up.
When she arrived home, Blanca Roach dove into Alice’s room, hugging her daughter to make her feel better.
“Alice, we don’t want your dad anymore.”
“Dad… dad… don’t want dad” Alice could not say all the words, but she could express the general meaning.
Her daughter was on the same side as she was, and Blanca Roach gave her daughter a kiss on her chubby little cheek, “That’s a good girl.”
Just then, the phone rang again. Blanca Roach didn’t intend to answer it, but when she scanned it, it wasn’t Matthew Grant calling this time.
“Brother Paddy?”
“Blanca, do you have time in a few days?” Paddy’s warm voice came from the other end.
“…” Blanca Roach saw Matthew Grant’s car coming in out the window, “There’s time, of course there’s time.”
“Great.” Paddy thought Blanca Roach would politely decline this time, “Let’s have dinner on Friday.”
Matthew Grant came in the door.
Blanca Roach’s lips curled and she smiled like a fox.
“Yeah, Matthew Grant messed up last time, and I’m trying to make up for that last meal with Brother Paddy. …”
Matthew Grant’s forehead was bruised, it was Paddy again!
After a brief chat, Blanca Roach saw Matthew Grant walking straight towards her and ended the call hastily.
“That’s it then, I will never leave until I see you.”