Hector was no longer polite and gracious.
He was, after all, a twenty-two-year-old young man, rash and impetuous.
Ysabel was also hot-tempered. “I already said that I don't like you. I won't fall in love with you even after a hundred years, let alone three years.”
Hector was on the verge of losing his mind when he smiled and turned to Winston. “Mr. Campbell, I have some personal matters to deal with today. Let’s meet again tomorrow.”
Hearing that, Winston and the rest nodded and stood up. “Sure. Then I shall not take up any more of your time.”
With that, he approached Donald and stared at him. “If you can read the atmosphere, then you should leave with me now. Don't anger Mr. Zahn.”
However, Hector stretched out his hand to stop him. “No, he can't leave. Please call Mark for me.”
Shortly afterward, Winston, Derrick, and a few other classmates left. Cassie snorted coldly and glanced at Donald gloatingly before being dragged away by her classmates.
On the surface, Hector's family was virtuous and glorious, but they had actually done a lot of unlawful deeds in the shadows.
It was the unspoken rule of the industry, and all of them knew it.
In a short while, only Donald, Ysabel, and Hector remained in the private room.
Pointing at Donald, Hector questioned Ysabel, “Answer me. Do you like him?”
Immediately, her cheeks turned rosy in shyness. Tugging at the corner of her shirt, she protested weakly, “No.
He's my cousin-in-law.”
Even Donald was taken aback and gazed at her with furrowed brows.
Why is she acting this way?
Hector's expression turned gloomy in a flash, and he made no attempt to hide his fury. “So, you're aware that he's your cousin-in-law. You b*tch!”
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