Chapter 168 How Much is She Paying You
The man looked at Yolanda affectionately. "I know you're angry with me, but you're pregnant with my baby. How could you marry another man, Yolanda?" The stranger held her hand, looking at her emotionally.
Yolanda decided that the man was crazy. "What are you talking about? I don't even know who you are!" She tried to shake the man's hand off.
Watching the drama unfold, the shop assistants began to gossip. The man continued, "Yolanda, how could you be so cruel and leave me? I know he's richer than me, but you can't leave like this!" He dramatically wiped his tears away.
Embarrassed, Yolanda exclaimed, "Security! Throw this man out. I don't even know him!"
He must be delusional. Damn it!
Yolanda lifted the wedding dress and walked over to Harry, who had remained silent. "Harry, please don't get me wrong. I don't even know him!"
The stranger followed her and knelt next to Yolanda, shocking everyone.
"Yolanda, please don't leave me. I love you!" The man was getting friendlier with his touches. Yolanda was an attractive woman, and he wanted to sleep with her..
Yolanda couldn't help herself and kicked the man in the chest in disgust. In a ruthless tone that Harry had never witnessed her use before, she said, "Stop saying nonsense, or I will sue you!"
What was this man doing? This was humiliating! "Harry, don't believe him!"
The man looked at Yolanda desperately and looked like he had more to say. Harry turned to Yolanda. "Go get changed, we're leaving."
Yolanda looked at Harry nervously and wanted to say something, but she did as she was told. Before leaving, she glanced at the man who was now making a scene, crying on the ground.
As soon as Yolanda left to get changed, Harry's face shifted. The enraged expression he had frightened the shop assistants. Oh god, what a terrible expression!
Harry glared at the man on the ground. "How much is she paying you?" He saw right through his act immediately.
The man looked at Harry in confusion. How did he know that? "What are you saying? I don't understand."
As he insisted on feigning ignorance, Harry gave him a sharp look. Frightened, the man he sat on his legs and almost wet his pants in fear.
"Answer the question." Harry said coldly, a harsh threat in his tone.
The man raised his arms in surrender, "20, 000! I will get another 20, 000 after the job!" Looking at Harry's dangerous expression, the man decided it was a difficult job.
Harry took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a check, where he wrote down 400, 000. Then, he threw it to the man. "Take it and leave."
The man looked at the check on the ground in shock. It was for 400, 000! And all he needed to do was to leave?
The man grabbed the check and left immediately.
As Yolanda got changed, she got a bad feeling. The man must be up to something.
After changing into her own clothes, she walked out. "Harry! He…"
Harry stood up, interrupting her. He turned to the shop manager to order, "Pack this wedding dress."
The shop manager took the wedding dress immediately and rushed to pack it.
"Harry, that's not enough. I haven't picked the dress for the wedding photos and the reception yet!" Yolanda grabbed Harry's hand and blocked his way.
She originally wanted to have the wedding photos taken in C Country, but she had to do it in A Country because Harry was busy.
Harry looked at her. "I have something to deal with at work now. Come back on another day with your friend. Pick whatever you like, and put it on my card."
He let go of her hand and went to the cashier to settle the purchase.
With the heavy wedding dress package in her hands, Yolanda trotted to catch up with him. "Harry, how do I get home?"
Harry had brought her to the shop in his car. He took a look at her sad face and sighed. "I'll give you a ride."
Yolanda happily put the wedding dress in the back before taking her place in the passenger seat beside him.
Yolanda was alone in the villa. With a sullen look, she took out her phone and called Nael.
"Did anyone ask you where I would go wedding dress shopping with Harry today?"
Nael thought about it for a while. Several people actually inquired about it. "The members of the crew including the photographer and Joseph's agent, Cassie."
That's it! Wasn't Lola related to Joseph? Damn it! "Ask the staff of SL Group if Lola already left the office. If not, tell them to keep her there. I'll be right there."
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At the SL Group building, Lola rubbed her tired eyes. The clock told her it was past nine. Why hasn't that rent boy contacted her yet?
She took out her phone to call him, but his phone was turned off. She frowned. Did something go wrong?
Forget it! She would go home and ask Joseph to contact him. She packed her things quickly and walked out of the office with her handbag.
When she got off the elevator, most of the lights in the lobby were off. Outside, only one or two street lights illuminated the company's road.
A man with his suit jacket draped casually over his shoulder entered the building.
Two pairs of cold eyes met. They walked in opposite directions.
Lola's heartbeat pounded in her ears as she rushed outside. When she reached her car, she stopped at the door.
She walked to the front of Maserati and turned back, only to find the man had disappeared.
She was greatly disappointed, but it was good to break up with him…
On her way home, she stopped at a red light at an intersection. She felt a light stomachache and realized she must be hungry.
She had to hurry home to eat something. So she stepped on the gas and went on her way. She hadn't gone far when several strong-looking men stopped her.
What bad luck! She took out her phone to call the only man she trusted, her brother Jordan.
Lowering her head discreetly, she quickly told Jordan her location and hung up the phone as if nothing happened.
After receiving the call from Lola, Jordan felt something was wrong, so he gathered a force and drove several military vehicles to her place immediately.
The Maserati stopped. A woman clad in a black leather jacket and leather pants stood among the men.
Although she was wearing sunglasses, Lola could easily recognize her. It was Yolanda!
She retaliated so quickly. That must meant the man was successful.
Good!
Yolanda put her hands into the pockets of her jacket and walked over to knock on the window of the driver's seat.
Lola rolled down the window and asked coldly, "What do you want? Here to smash my car again?"
Yolanda grinned. She was clever
"No. You hired a man to humiliate me, so I want to return the favor with several men."
Lola didn't seem fazed. "You want to frame me the same way you did years ago?" As they talked, Lola stopped the car engine. If she didn't get away, Yolanda wouldn't let her go.