"What do I want to do?" Ivan smiled, "A man and a woman are in the same room! What else can I do?"
"You..." Violet's eyes widened in horror.
Ivan walked close to her.
She stepped back subconsciously.
When she retreated to the door, there was a door behind her, so she couldn't move back again.
She still turned around without giving up. She grasped the door handle and twisted it hard, trying to open the door.
But the result was exactly the same as Ivan said. The door was locked.
At this time, Ivan was almost in front of her.
Violet gritted her teeth, let go of the doorknob, and ran in the other direction. After getting away from him, she picked up a vase as a defensive gesture, "Don't come here! I will call the police if you come again!"
Ivan raised his eyebrows, "Okay, as long as you can make a call."
"What do you mean?" Violet felt bad.
Ivan said nothing. He just stood there watching her with interest.
Violet held the vase in her arms, flipped through her handbag with the other hand, and took out the phone.
Then, she saw that her phone had no signal.
"How could this be?" Violet said, her eyes filled with despair.
Ivan raised his hand and tucked the messy hair on his forehead back, "Because the signal was blocked by me in advance, besides, no one will knock on the door."
Hearing this, Violet squeezed the phone tightly, "This is the purpose of your inviting me to your birthday party!"
"Yeah." Ivan nodded, "I originally planned to find another reason to bring you here after I finished dancing, but I didn't expect Stanley to take Phoebe to intervene. Although it didn’t go on smoothly, fortunately, the result has not changed."
"Why?" Violet looked at him angrily, "What good is it for you to get me?"
The corner of Ivan's mouth raised, "The benefits are great! You should know the grievances between me and Stanley, right?"
Violet nodded.
During this time, she had learned from the employees of the Murphy Group that although he and Stanley were cousins, they were enemies.
Just because he was the eldest grandson of the Murphy family but did not inherit the Murphy group, he resented Stanley.
"But what does this have to do with me?" Violet asked loudly.
Ivan rubbed his chin, "Of course, you are Stanley's woman anyway. You gave birth to two children for him. If I get you and let your two children call me father, do you think Stanley will go crazy?"
Violet seemed to hear a big joke. She was so helpless, "So you did all this to me just to give Mr. Murphy a blow?"
"Yes, this reason is enough for me. You are really funny. It's not all fake that I said I like you, because you are beautiful!"
With that, Ivan suddenly stepped forward.
Violet yelled in fright, and directly smashed the cell phone and vase in her hand at him, but he avoided them one by one.
After the broken sound of the vase, Violet's wrist was grabbed by Ivan.
Immediately afterwards, he dragged her to the coffee table forcibly, and waved everything on the coffee table to the ground with the other hand.
Then Ivan threw Violet on the coffee table, leaned over and pressed her down, put her two hands over her head firmly.
"Let go of me!" Violet angrily struggled. Her legs kept moving, trying to kick Ivan off.
However, Ivan had expected it a long time ago. He bent a knee and hit her belly hard.
Violet cried out in pain, her face pale.
Ivan looked down at her with a wicked smile, "Baby, don't mess with me. I am not a gentleman."
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