"Say what it is that you want to say. I have no time to spare." Ryan instructed. Mandarin exhaled and rubbed her forehead.
"What's wrong, Ryan? Why are you behaving like this towards me? You have suddenly changed just within a week. What have I done to deserve this?"
"I don't understand what you mean. Have I ever been receptive towards you?" Ryan asked coldly.
"You have never been but you haven't gone this extreme before, okay? Why would you instruct your bodyguards not to grant me access to your company and your mansion anymore?" She questioned back.
Ryan put his two hands into his pockets, "Last time I checked, I built my company and my mansion with my sweat, not yours or your father's so that gives me the right to say who goes in or who doesn't go in. How is that a problem?"
Mandarin bit her lips and exhaled again. His words were making her nervous and she didn't want to accept the reality that was just about to befall her.
