We Will Collide Someday

Chapter 422

Chapter 422 Go to Kingston Bar

Sasha didn't expect that Zeke would dare to push her away. The anger in her heart immediately intensified.

"Zeke, what do you mean?"

She shouted in a low voice and threw the shawl in her hand on Zeke.

But Zeke remained unmoved and tidied up his clothes. He stood by the bed with cold eyes.

"You said before that you didn't want to get married. What do you mean now?" Zeke asked coldly as if looking at a stranger.

"I just want to get a marriage certificate. I won't cut you off. Why are you messing around here?”

She had been with Zeke for so many years. This was the first time he talked back to her.

Sasha's face was particularly sullen. She did not have the usual teasing look.

“I'm not messing around. I just think you don't respect me.”

Zeke said it sincerely without any smile on his face.

Realizing that he was really angry, Sasha sneered.

"Do you not want to marry me, or do you have a guilty conscience?" Sasha said coldly, “Take my money and have an affair outside? What does she look like? Bring her back and let me see her.”

"We are talking about whether to get married. Don't talk about anything else."

"I can't see why not.”

Sasha stood up and threw away the vase on the table furiously.

"If you can't accept the marriage, then get lost."

Sasha tidied up her clothes, her face as pale as ice.

“It's not like I can't do without you. I don't need you.”

Zeke was so angry that he left without saying a word.

The more Sasha thought about it, the angrier she got. She chased him to the door and cursed.

"You heartless bastard, get out of here!”

Then, she heard the sound of the car engine coming from the yard.

Zeke went to the garage to drive his car away.

Sasha paced back and forth in the room. She was so angry that her tears came out.

She tried her best to suppress her fury and called her assistant lan Stones.

"Send someone to follow Zeke." Sasha ordered firmly, “Don't kill him. If he dares to hook up with any woman, report to me immediately.”

She kept calling Zeke, but he didn't pick up any of her calls.

Sasha spat fiercely and then powerlessly fell onto the sofa.

For so many years, this was the first time they had quarreled.

Just now, Zeke's eyes were so red as if he wanted to kill her. Sasha felt scared just thinking about it.

"This isn't over yet! Bastard, I will kill you!" She scolded.

Not long after, Zeke came to the largest bar in Seattle.

It was obviously not his first time going to Kingston Bar.

As soon as Zeke entered the bar, the manager personally went out to welcome him.

"Mr. Duran, you are here. Mr. Clough is waiting for you upstairs.” The manager flattered him.

“Got it."

Zeke's eyes were filled with hostility. He was obviously in a bad mood tonight.

The atmosphere was depressing in the VIP room.

The unsmiling bodyguards were standing around the room layer by layer, obviously protecting some important people.

A few men in suits were sitting in the seats. There were more than ten bottles of strong liquor on the table.

Zeke recognized Irvin at a glance.

He was wearing a cold black suit, much thinner than before. His aura was getting colder and colder.

Jovan glanced at him lightly and then turned to talk to the man beside him.

Zeke chuckled, picked up his glass, and poured a glass of wine.

"Mr. Niebergall, let's have a drink?"

Irvin frowned in disgust and waved his hand away.

"Where did you come from? You're like a clown."

The glass in Zeke’s hand smashed to the ground. The bodyguards got a lot closer to Zeke. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

"Don't be so nervous. I mean no harm."

Zeke smiled and raised his hands. He winked at the bodyguard closest to him.

However, the next second, he suddenly attacked ruthlessly and knocked the bodyguard to the ground with a few punches.

"Tsk." He slowly tilted his head and said impatiently, "Lame. So boring.”

A murderous look flashed across Irvin's eyes. His hostility towards Zeke became more and more obvious.

“Risking your neck?" Irvin asked coldly.

"That's enough,” Jovan said slowly, "What are you arguing about? You made a fuss the moment you arrived.”

Zeke immediately put away his previous sloppy appearance and respectfully greeted, “Hello, Mr. Clough."

“How have you been with Sasha recently?"

“Still the same."

Speaking of this topic, Zeke was a little impatient.

"She is very vigilant. For the time being, she is not willing to deal with the Duran family.”

“This woman is not that simple." Jovan chucked. "You can't fool her with just a few words."

"She is troublesome."

“If you want to deal with the Duran family, she can be your pawn.”

Jovan stared straight at Zeke with cold eyes.

"Get married to her. I will ask the lawyer to find a way to transfer her property to you."

“Get married?"

Zeke felt annoyed just thinking about it.

“No.”

"What, you're tempted now? You have pretended to be affectionate for a few days and even deceived yourself?" Irvin sneered.

His words clearly carried a sense of sentiment. Jovan's guard against Irvin deepened, so he the topic at the right time.

Zeke drank two glasses of wine. Sasha kept calling him.

At this time, someone at the side teased.

"It's okay to lie to a woman to coax her. Mr. Duran, there is no need to be so stubborn."

"Coax?" Zeke was quite proud. “Ignore her for two days and she will come to me by herself.”

Irvin did not speak and silently frowned.

Zeke left shortly after.

The manager found a driver to send him off. As soon as Zeke arrived at the garage, a group of people surrounded him.

“Oh? Who sent you? Why are they so concerned about me?" Zeke said with a sinister smile.

The group of people didn't waste time talking to him and directly went forward to fight with him.

Zeke was no match for a group of people, so he quickly fell into a disadvantage.

However, they did not really want to kill him. Zeke had two ribs broken and suffered some minor injuries.

“Irvin, I will kill you sooner or later.”

Zeke wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth indifferently. A few cars surrounded him in an instant.

The person was wearing a mask, so Zeke could not recognize him.

"Zeke."

The man said coldly and threw a stack of documents at his feet.

"It's okay to play a game, but don't cross the line.”

Zeke didn't say anything.

"You secretly bribed the executives of the Duran Group and secretly transferred the company funds. It's enough for you to be held in prison for eight to ten years.”

"Who are you?” Zeke questioned angrily.

"You haven't even figured out your opponent. You're quite ridiculous." The man sneered. "We can sue you until your reputation is ruined, but our boss wants to show you some respect."