Nathan's gaze immediately darkened as he received Wendy's phone call.
"Turn around and head to Swoosh Entertainment as quickly as possible!" he coldly ordered Colin, who happened to be driving.
From that, Colin knew that the General's relative was in trouble.
"Yes, Sir!"
Vroom!
With a rev of the engine, the custom-built Hongqi sped ahead like a wild horse that had just broken out of its reins.
Nathan closed his eyes, trembling slightly as an invisible rage seeped out of his body.
Colin knew that the General was truly enraged this time.
Back inside the meeting room at Swoosh Entertainment.
Fabian continued to hold onto the female artists sitting on his lap. The two women looked utterly humiliated with their clothes having become disheveled.
Wendy and the other staff were filled with rage but dared not say anything.
Judging from the fact that Jellal was still lying in his own blood, they knew how ruthless Fabian was.
Despite having two women in his arms, Fabian unconsciously stared at Wendy.
He suddenly noticed how attractive Wendy looked.
When he first walked in, he felt the woman looked decent and that the female artists were more enchanting.
But now, Fabian realized that the female artists' charm were confined to their surfaces. Wendy, on the other hand, looked increasingly attractive the more he gazed at her.
Wendy was thirty nine years old but still a virgin.
Thus, she exuded a young maiden's innocence as well as the maturity of an older woman. Fabian was enticed.
With his lips curling into a smirk, he beckoned Wendy over with a finger. "Tsk tsk. I just realized that the most beautiful woman in here is, in fact, you, Ms. Lindberg. I'm suddenly much more interested in you now. Come over and serve me!"
Wendy turned red in anger. "In your dreams!"
Fabian smiled wryly. "Is that so?"
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