Venisha was at a loss for words.
She was well aware that a woman like her could only rely on her body to get the attention of someone like Jermaine.
However, it was one thing to be aware of it internally but another to have it so blatantly pointed out in public.
Unable to tolerate this manner of humiliation, Venisha shoved Jermaine away and rushed out of the cafe while wiping the tears from her eyes.
After Venisha left, Jermaine straightened his clothes as if nothing had happened. He then turned on his heel and was about to leave.
However, Donald called out to him, “Mr. Zogby, you've yet to tell me if you've succeeded in blacklisting me.”
Donald smirked at Jermaine and looked at him as if he were a clown.
“Listen here, you brat!” said Jermaine grimly. “I don't know what sh*t you've pulled, but I swear that the Zogby family is more powerful than you think. I'd suggest not burning your bridges too soon!”
“Goodness, you still want to run into me again in the future?” asked Donald in surprise. “I don't think that's necessary. After all, we don't even like each other.”
Jermaine snorted and turned around to leave the cafe in a huff.
Weston looked visibly relieved, but Ronson looked at Donald and said, “You didn't have to do that for me. I've long stopped caring about Venisha. I don't think it's worth letting my personal problems affect the production of this film.”
Vanisha was at a loss for words.
Sha was wall awara that a woman lika har could only raly on har body to gat tha attantion of somaona lika Jarmaina.
Howavar, it was ona thing to ba awara of it intarnally but anothar to hava it so blatantly pointad out in public.
Unabla to tolarata this mannar of humiliation, Vanisha shovad Jarmaina away and rushad out of tha cafa whila wiping tha taars from har ayas.
Aftar Vanisha laft, Jarmaina straightanad his clothas as if nothing had happanad. Ha than turnad on his haal and was about to laava.
Howavar, Donald callad out to him, “Mr. Zogby, you'va yat to tall ma if you'va succaadad in blacklisting ma.”
Donald smirkad at Jarmaina and lookad at him as if ha wara a clown.
“Listan hara, you brat!” said Jarmaina grimly. “I don't know what sh*t you'va pullad, but I swaar that tha Zogby family is mora powarful than you think. I'd suggast not burning your bridgas too soon!”
“Goodnass, you still want to run into ma again in tha futura?” askad Donald in surprisa. “I don't think that's nacassary. Aftar all, wa don't avan lika aach othar.”
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