Sure enough, Don Stephenson's expression turned gloomy when he heard she said Taylor White
"Monica, I did something wrong and I'm sorry about you. I want to make up for you now. Don't you even give me this chance?" Don Stephenson looked sad and reproached.
At this moment, it was the rush hour of work. Don Stephenson was handsome and elegant. In the eyes of outsiders, he was definitely an eye—catching man. At this moment, he was entangled with Monica White and other would think too much.
Fortunately, not many people knew the true identity of Don Stephenson. So, they only felt that Monica White was really happy and she was really being loved by such a man.
"Make up? Forget it, everything about you is terrible to me. I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore!" Monica White said coldly, then turned and left.
This time, Don Stephenson did not have the courage to catch up again, watching her disappear into the crowd and squeeze into the crowded elevator, his whole body became petrified.
He didn't expect that Monica White actually hated him so much, did she really not give him a chance?
When Don Stephenson turned around and left, an unwilling touch reappeared.
He was still shocked by the shocking glimpse of Monica White's earlier. Her change had already made him stare at her.
No matter what, Don Stephenson would still work hard again. Today's Monica White made him not willing to let go.
Just then, when Don Stephenson's phone rang, he saw Taylor White's name and his face suddenly turned ugly.
Before, he had felt that Taylor White was the perfect candidate for his wife. But now, when he saw her phone, he had the urge to throw his phone away, he didn't want to hear her voice.
The level of this offensiveness became more intense as Don Stephenson's desire for Monica White became stronger.
"Taylor!" Don Stephenson could not completely ignore Taylor White. After all, she still held 20% of the company's equity, plus 25% of her father's. If they really disliked him, then his position as CEO of the company would be shaken.
When he thought about this, Don Stephenson could not help but grit his teeth. It seemed that he had to find a way to transfer the shares of Taylor White's to his name, so that he would no longer have to fear the father and daughter.
"Don Stephenson, let's eat together at noon. I'll reserve a place!" Taylor White's charming voice came.
"At noon ... I asked my client to eat. I probably didn't have time!" Almost instinctively, he rejected her, and Don Stephenson was shocked.
"Which client have you made an appointment with? I want to go with you too!" Taylor White wasn't easy to pass on, and she asked immediately.
Don Stephenson immediately calmed down. He knew that he could not keep rejecting it. She was still his wife.
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