“Mr. Zillon, I'm giving you one chance to disappear from my sight.”
Heather was also a woman who knew her limits.
At this point, her willingness to address Curtis as “Mr. Zillon” was actually her final act of giving him face.
However, Curtis, who had already lost his mind, couldn't possibly think of these things at this moment.
Right now, all he could think was that Heather looked down on him, which was why he had been rejected over and over again.
The mere thought of this made Curtis' inner rage impossible to quell.
He raised his hand and slapped Heather's face hard.
A vivid red handprint suddenly appeared on Heather's pretty face.
“Mr. Zillon, you've gone mad!”
Upon seeing Curtis daring to strike Heather, Mathias immediately kept his distance from Curtis.
He quickly said to Heather, “Ms. Jenner, Curtis has lost his mind. Only a madman would do such a thing. I am not like him. Please don't take your anger out on me.”
In order to save his own life, Mathias had no choice but to do this.
Curtis glared at Mathias with a face full of resentment and said, “Even you betray me? Fine, you all want to betray me, right?”
Mathias remained silent. After all, whether it was Curtis or Heather, neither were people he could afford to provoke.
Now that Heather was hit, the bodyguards in the banquet hall rushed out immediately, restraining Curtis in no time.
Heather looked at Curtis coldly before she finally spoke. “When I respected you, I called you 'Mr. Zillon.' Now that I don't, what are you to me? You dare to hit me? Very well. Since you're so violent, I know just the place for you.”
With a wave of her hand, Heather had her bodyguards immediately drag Curtis away.
Black Dragon walked over to Heather, a look of concern on his face. “How are you doing?” he asked. “Do you need to get that wound on your face checked out?”
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