"Oh, can you stop me from doing anything? Do you really think I'm the same as before, and that you can scare me with just a few words?" Mia was furious and stared at Lambert fiercely.
These words were like a glacier, pressing on her heart, not only making her breathless, but also making her feel heartbroken. She looked at Tiffany, who was held in Lambert's arms, and she was even more displeased.
"Lambert, who do you think you are?" Mia gritted her teeth in hatred, and her lips couldn't help but purse her lips as she spoke.
Almost instantly, she raised her hands and slapped Tiffany in the face in front of Lambert. The speed was so fast that everyone was caught off guard.
She retracted her hands, clenched her fists, and with overwhelming hatred, punched Lambert in the face, and immediately smashed his handsome face into panda eyes.
Gene gasped, covered his mouth with one hand, and pulled Mia with the other hand, pretending to turn around and run away.
"Mia." Lambert growled, his eyes hurt, he unconsciously raised his hand to cover them, and said from his teeth: "You are simply unreasonable."
Tiffany was awakened by the slap, her face was so swollen that even her mother couldn't recognize her. She lowered her head and cried, pulling Lambert's clothes and asking him to take her to the hospital.
"Let's go." Mia turned around and ordered, and Gene followed her and left.
The CEO of his own company was vigorous and decisive, and he was really a leader among women.
"Lambert, are you okay?" Tiffany looked at Lambert with pity, Mia's figure quickly disappeared at the winding staircase, she helped Lambert downstairs, and asked the servants to drive them to the hospital.
The cars drove out of the villa one after another. Lambert's eyes were fixed on Mia's car in front for a long time, and he ordered the driver: "Drive slower."
The cold voice seemed to have been soaked in cold water for thousands of years.
Tiffany leaned on his shoulder weakly, burst into tears, and took all the responsibility on herself: "I didn't expect Mia to be so cruel, Lambert, I'd better leave Wenshte Group and return to QIY, you fire me."
She took the opportunity to leave Wenshte Group, so that even if Mia had her handle, she would not have the opportunity to reveal the secrets of Wenshte Group to her. Anyway, it was Mia and Lambert fighting, and it was none of her business.
"No need." He opened his thin lips lightly, breaking Tiffany's dream.
She was about to speak again, but saw Lambert move his body to the side a little, deliberately keeping a distance from her. It turned out that the words he said to defend her just now were all to anger Mia.
"Lambert, you actually treated me as a tool." After realizing the truth, Tiffany silently resented in her heart.
The phone in her pocket vibrated, she took it out and looked at the screen. It was a text message from Jennifer, telling her that she would return to China soon and got a large investment, and the manufacturing department would not fall into Lambert's hands for the time being.
Tiffany came up with another plan in her mind and sat in the car with her head down.
After Mia left, she sent an email to ask Donald out. It was already seven o'clock in the evening. The lights were on, the neon lights were flashing, and the streets on both sides of the lights were full of couples walking hand in hand, or white-collar workers rushing home after get off work. Only a very few people, with their male and female companions, flashed into the bar.
They agreed to meet at a western restaurant. Mia had already booked a seat, but Donald still asked gene to pick her up in person.
Soon, Gene parked the car at the entrance of the restaurant. After getting out of the car, he personally opened the back door for Miss Donald, and led her into the restaurant very gentlemanly, all the way to Mia's seat.
"You sit down too, waiter, add another steak." Donald patted the seat next to him with his hand, looking up at Gene and said.
Gene was flattered, thinking that this young lady would not have forgotten the previous incident and wanted to punish him, right?
"Miss Donald asked you to sit down, so you sit down." Mia said with a faint smile, and returned to her gentle and delicate appearance.
But she was really different from the one who won the one-on-two fight in the villa.
Donald pulled the chair to his side, looked up and asked Gene to sit down. Gene felt uncomfortable all over, as if centipedes were crawling all over his body, and he got goose bumps when he was looked at.
"I specially asked Miss Donald out today, mainly because of the contract we discussed at noon. Martha has invested in too many projects, and there is no extra money to invest in Wenshte Group's projects at the moment, so I decided to sell the part invested by Martha to Donald. What do you think, Miss Donald?" Mia said straight to the point. She prepared all the documents and came prepared.
"Mrs. Garcia, if you give me all, then you will suffer a serious loss. Wenshte Group has always only produced high-quality products. Didn't you make a lot of money on the last M project? Such a big piece of fat meat, you are willing to give it to me." Donald asked the doubts in his heart.
"Martha has devoted all her abilities to the M project. I believe in quitting when I am ahead in business. I am not afraid of losing money, but I am afraid of the unexpected. Miss Donald is the daughter of the Donald Family and the apple of Donald's eye. I just work for Martha. I have no right to oppose or deny the decision of Martha and other shareholders." She said it lightly, but the listeners felt very aggrieved.
Donald Ran couldn't help but feel sympathy for her. He took the documents and pen on the table, signed his name on the spot, and gave Mia a suggestion: "Since you and Mr. Wenshte are husband and wife, why don't you resign and return to Wenshte Group to help Mr. Wenshte? Anyway, you are going to spend the rest of your lives together."
"Miss Donald, you don't know that Mr. Wenshte and I were just married for profit. Two years ago, something unexpected happened in my family, and I almost lost two lives. He ordered a caesarean section for me and kept the baby." Mia paused, stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly changed to a relaxed tone and continued: "Miss Donald, you haven't been in love yet? Maybe you can't understand what I'm saying."
"I can understand. My mother died on the operating table when she gave birth to my sister. My father was in great pain for three years, but it didn't affect him from remarrying. It's a pity that he didn't dare to let that stinky woman have a child without my consent." Donald told his past calmly.
There is often only a difference between affection and indifference. People always look at problems from their own perspective and easily mistake themselves as the biggest victims.
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A week later, Tiffany was discharged from the hospital and miraculously did not pester Lambert to pick her up.
After leaving the hospital, she got into a black car parked at the gate, wearing a black sportswear and a baseball cap.
"I found out that Mia is meeting a client at a bar in the east of the city. We are rushing there now. The time is just right."