"Come on, President, please forgive the other Italy merchants." Ragib thought of the financial storm in Italy three years ago, and his heart was still beating so hard. "Your anger is so terrible that it will hurt innocent people. Don't forget that we also have our own business in Italy."
But in order to wipe out Nangong Yen and his family, Aman didn't care about those things at all.
A thin crystal glass fragment landed on the carpet beneath his feet.
"Don't mention the financial storm. Aman, you shouldn't do such a terrifying thing." Ragib quickly changed the topic. "Let's talk about Miss Chloe, shall we? You didn't sign the divorce agreement three years ago, did you? Then this time when Zoya went to Xavier, if she were to enter the Five Palaces, she would have the chance to get in touch with Miss Chloe. Should I ask Zoya to send a message to Chloe..."
Knock! Knock! Knock!
After finishing the work outside, John knocked on the door of the office.
