At the same time, in the conference room on the 23rd floor of Marriott International.
Moore Yunting and a group of small shareholders had not left yet.
It was just like that how disrespectful it would be if Henry didn't punish Monique immediately today.
Henry sat there expressionlessly, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
He stared at the phone indifferently and dealt with the documents.
Moore Yunting didn't know how many words he had said earnestly, but it was useless. Even though how hard he tried, it was vain since Henry didn't respond to him.
Moore Yunting said, "If that little girl is really your daughter, you can directly take her back and raise her. Forget about that woman. Regarding her identity, I won't agree to your marriage no matter what."
"Ding-ding!" Henry's cell phone rang again.
Henry thought it was a message from Monique, so he immediately turned on his mobile phone.
There was a message from a stranger on the phone.
Henry was bored and opened it. When he saw the photo inside, his black eyes narrowed leisurely, and his facial features were as cold as ice. He looked at the person in the photo with ice-cold eyes.
In the conference room, the even stranger atmosphere immediately came.
Henry got up, and his tall and straight body enveloped the conference room like a demon from hell.
He looked at Moore Yunting coldly. "How can you decide who I will marry!"
The meeting ended with his extremely cold words.
Henry left everyone behind. Holding his mobile phone in his hand, he strode out of the conference room as if he wanted to crush it.
Even Song Xu was shocked.
Just now, Moore Yunting was like a monk chanting scriptures. Even Henry thought that he was an elder and held back his anger.
Why was he in a state of rage when he just looked at his phone?
What on earth had happened? It was more serious than what had happened in the morning.
"Then let's call it a day!" Song Xu left this sentence and quickly left.
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