Donovan's face was filled with humiliation and rage, and it was a horrifying expression.
While gripping her face, he retorted coldly, “You're calling for Vinson? How dare you mention his name at the moment! Let me tell you that he doesn't return your feelings.”
When Arielle wanted to speak, a piercing loud shriek suddenly sounded. “Ahhh!”
The voice belonged to Queenie.
However, her scream was soon cut short and replaced with a dull thud.
Immediately, Donovan had his guard up and asked, “Queenie, do you want to leave now?”
A loud bang sounded when he finished his sentence, and dust flew up everywhere from the door being kicked down.
Obviously, the person was not Queenie, for she would never do something like that.
Instantly, Donovan turned his head around. However, before he could do so, he was kicked right in the waist.
As the kick was powerful and Donovan was caught off-guard, he toppled down from the bed.
The sound of him grunting in pain and a thud sounded at the same time, and his face turned pale.
However, he ignored the pain and turned toward the door.
Who the he*! is this person and how dare he kick me?
In the next moment, he managed to catch a clear glimpse of the person.
It was a tall and handsome man. He had eyes that could seem to see through someone.
Fu*king he*l! It's Vinson.
Immediately, Donovan bulged his eyes wide open in disbelief.
Although it was not showing on his face, one could sense that Vinson was fuming.
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