Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart novel Chapter 923

Ezra cast Erica a fierce glance as a threat after her explosion.

Maisie acted as if nothing occurred, but Erica thought Maisie was scarier than Ezra because Maisie still remembered she ended up being in the police station when she tried to find fault with Maisie.

"Shut up!" Mrs. Marshall turned around right away and chided Erica bitterly.

"This is none of your business. Go back to the car! Mr. Marshall gazed at her and growled.

Mr. Marshall did so because he did not want Erica to spoil their business and offend Ezra. If Ezra was pissed off, they wouldn't end up well. After all, they were not above suspicion.

Was there someone who should remain totally innocent in the business world?

Erica turned around and left in a huff after volleys of scolding.

"President Cantillo, don't be serious with her. She was spoiled by us; we will give her a good lecture back. " Mr. Marshall forced a smile and said humbly.

You had to admit Mr. Marshall got a thing to read people. He veered to call Ezra 'President Cantillo' right after Mrs. Marshall was embarrassed.

"You are here for those businesses, right?" Ezra cut it to the chase and said disdainfully.

Ezra already saw them through. They came here to say some good words because he aborted several businesses with them.

"Right." Mrs. Marshall decided. She was more influential as a tender woman in such main events.

"We have undertaken those projects before your father died and we've done them well. It baffles us that you pull the plug on them. "We only count on them to get by. If you take them back, we would have difficulty living our life. Mrs. Marshall wept uncontrollably during her sympathetic performance.

Ezra sneered and thought to himself that Roman was captivated by Mrs. Marshall's gimmick of being piteous with touching eyes.

"I think we both know clearly why my father did business with you." Ezra pointed to the bare answer without further ado.

Ezra's remarks explicitly unfolded Roman's affairs with Mrs. Marshall, which made her pull off the same stick — weeping to avoid embarrassment.

Mr. Marshall's face suddenly changed. It was kind of odd for him to tolerate his wife's cheating on him; most men would hate their wife to death in that circumstance.

But he was indeed odd. He did nothing to punish her. On the contrary, he kind of connived if their affairs to gain from the Cantillo's for their days to be better off.

It also obviously proved Mr. Marshall's ineptness — he was not able to make their lives better by himself so he just let her wife hit on others.

Mr. Marshall was born with silver spoons and had his own company which was sustained only by a few projects given by Roman as a result of his bad management skills.

Mrs. Marshall never stopped shedding tears, and Mr. Marshall gave a last shot to break the impasse. "Would you please not cancel all the projects? Otherwise, we would have difficulty keeping our head above water." He begged in a faltering voice.