How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 137

Yvan walked back to his seat. Teresa had gone off somewhere looking for him, while Todd and the starlet were hitting it off. When Yvan approached, Todd immediately noticed the angry red mark on his face.

A jolt went through Todd. What happened? Hadn't Yvan gone to find Winifred? Could she have been the one who slapped him?

The others noticed it too.

“What’s with the handprint on Yvan’s face? Did a woman slap him?” someone joked with a laugh.

Yvan shot him a look, his glare as sharp as a knife. A chill ran down the man’s spine as he realized how terrifyingly grim Yvan’s expression was, and he immediately clammed up.

Todd slid over and whispered, “Hey, what the hell happened? Did Ms. Collins do that to you?”

Yvan’s face was cold. “She goes by Spencer now, not Collins.”

Todd had heard him say that before but slipped up.

“Alright. Did she slap you?”

Yvan’s stony silence was answer enough.

Todd knew that meant yes. She actually had the guts to slap Yvan!

Yvan picked up a glass from the table and took a drink. Todd’s eyes caught the gash on the back of his hand. “What happened there? Your hand’s injured too? Is she that violent?”

Yvan didn’t explain, but he subconsciously clenched his fist.

Todd glanced across the room. “Damn,” he muttered. “Why is Owen still hanging around her? That guy is bad news. Aren’t you worried, Yvan?”

Yvan followed his gaze and said coolly, “What’s it to me?”

“Fine, forget I said anything,” Todd replied. “I was thinking if you still cared, I could go run some interference for you. But if that’s how you feel, I’ll stay out of it.”

“When are you paying me back that five million? I need it,” Yvan shot back, giving him a sideways glance.

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