Heather was puzzled after being questioned by Matthias like that. It sounded like there were terrorists who wanted to attack Myra and Tony’s wedding. She was not someone who was willing to be led on like that, so she narrowed her eyes and looked at Matthias indifferently, as if she was watching a show.
“Excuse me, but I’m in a hurry to get home.” She completely did not take his words to heart.
With Tony’s skills, he was still able to protect Myra, so Heather wasn’t worried at all about what Matthias said.
“Heather, please believe me.” Matthias’ eyes widened, making him look a little scary.
“You’ve been making a scene all day. What more do you want?” Heather said helplessly. Actually, she felt disappointed in him and wanted to get rid of this annoying man as soon as possible.
“Give me half an hour. I really have something very important to say to you.” Matthias was already trying to be very patient, but Heather’s words and actions made him feel really saddened.
With a cold huff, Heather replied, “Just spit it out.” She wrapped her arms around her chest, tired of being pestered by Matthias.
Matthias looked around him, feeling that this was not a good place to talk. Hence, he said to Heather, “Come out with me for a moment as it is not convenient to talk here.”
Staring at him with exasperation, Heather noticed that the sky was already dark. If she went out with Matthias, the talk would certainly last over half an hour. She was already tired from working all day, so what she most wanted to do now was to lie on her soft bed at home. Therefore, she had no desire to listen to Matthias’ nonsense at all.
Actually, she could understand his mood. After all, Myra was getting married, which was indeed a huge blow to him. But Heather didn’t expect him to become so irrational and do dumb things.
“What can’t you say here?” She looked at him inexplicably, thinking that he really knew how to make a fuss.
“Come with me.” He directly grabbed her and held her in a death grip, making it impossible for her to break free.
The now-impatient Matthias began to drag Heather away, no longer wanting to hear any more refusal from her. Suppressing the pain on her hand, Heather frowned and stared very unhappily at him.
“Let go, Matthias. Don’t anger me,” she said grimly; she currently had the urge to tear him to pieces.
Matthias didn’t care or bother about her feelings at all as his hand tightly gripped her wrist. His temper was flaring at this moment, and in order to prevent her from breaking free, he used 80% of his full force. If it were some other women, their wrists would probably have snapped.
Heather, who had never been treated so rudely by anyone before, gradually stopped talking. Her silence made her look all the more frightening as she was completely furious with Matthias now. All the way to the underground garage, she glared at him with the same look.
Under her terrifying glare, Matthias pulled open the car door and threw her into the car, then he quickly got into the car too.
Now that Heather’s wrist was finally free, she wrinkled her nose and suppressed the pain. After all, she did not want to show weakness in front of him.
Then, the car started up. As Matthias looked ahead with a cold face, Heather’s own expression was dark. It was as if the two had made an agreement to go to a certain location to fight. No one spoke again on the way, as if they were enemies, and the silence threatened to swallow them up.
Finally, the car stopped in front of a high-end club, whereupon Heather reluctantly got out of the car. We came out to talk about things; why did we have to come to a club?
Later, Heather looked at the sign of the club with a contemptuous smile, while Matthias extended a hand, signaling for her to go in first. Without looking at him, Heather walked straight in, followed by the man.
When they walked into the club, the receptionist recognized Matthias at once and said respectfully to him, “Welcome, Director Locke.” It was very official.
Heather swept a glance past that beautiful receptionist; the woman looked lovely as an eye candy, and even the smile at the corner of her mouth was very stereotypical of one.
Heather did not have a good impression of the club because it was just a place to please men. As she did not expect Matthias to bring her here, she looked at him in disdain.
As for the girls here, she did not really judge them, because there was a job for every kind of person. If they worked here, it was just for the money, so it was fine if the girls still had some self-respect.
Heather, who had feminist tendencies, looked down on those women who did not have self-respect. In fact, she had seen many of them around Blake who ended up being played for fools by him. There were even some who ended up with a lifelong inability to have children.
After thinking about all this, she stared straight ahead with a stony look.
Then, Matthias said directly to the receptionist, “I want the supreme suite on the third floor.”
If Heather had known they would come here, she would never have agreed to come, let alone follow Matthias into a private room. The receptionist immediately made the arrangement for Matthias, and when she raised her head, she deliberately swept a glance past Heather.
Just a while ago, Matthias and Heather’s matter caused an uproar in the city, and the receptionist saw the news. At first, she only thought it was a rumor; she didn’t expect to see them appear together.
As the receptionist had good observation skills, she immediately noticed the awkward tension between the two. Looks like the couple is having an argument.
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