Chapter 221 Let Her Have a Taste of Her Own Medicine
When Whitney arrived at Phoenix Hotel, Westley was already waiting The entrance.
“You’re lare. Mr. Scott is already waiting,” he said in armoyance as Whitney exited the car
He hastily urged Whitney into the private room.
she stopped and reminded him calmly, “I’m already here. You haven’t fulfilled your promise yet “
Westley furrowed his brows. “I’m your father, Will Leven lie to you?”
Whitney replied with an emotionlesssmile. “Of course, your won’t. All you do is threati
unt,” Westley said.
“Alright, alright. I’ll transter five million dollars right now in front of you Duce everything is done, I’ll transfer the remaining amount,
She had no choice but to contact him last night
They had reached an agreement 11 Wlamey agreed to meet Oliver, Wesley would pay for the remainder of the medical
“Don’t worry. ” Westley kept his phone and showed a gentle expression. “I’m doing this for your own good. Marrying into the Scott family brings you no harm, after all: You never understand the things I do for you as a father.”
Whitney remained emotionless “I’m not add anymore. There’s no need for you to pretend before me. I’ll do as you want, and you’ll keep your promise.”
She saw a man with graying hair in the private booth.
He had a corpulent build, with a bulging belly like a mound. His face was covered with wrinkles, the proof of aging. His remaining gray hair uldn’t cover his greasy forehead
When he saw Whitney, his already narrow eyes squinted into a line, showing a greedy, homy expression
i lecherous gaze kept observing every part of Whitney. He wished he could wrap every part of his body onto hers.
Whitney felt uncomfortable by his gaze.
PMr. Scott, this is my eldest daughter, Whitney, Westley Introduced with a wide smile before directing Whitney to sit beside Oliver
“Wow, Ms. Spencer, you look so much prettier in person than in the photo. Mr. Spencer, or should I call you Westley from now on? You don’t have to call me Mr. Scott We’ll be a family soon, so I should have the same seniority as Ms. Spencer. You can just call me Oliver!”
Whitney trit disgusted by Oliver’s words
Without Oliver revealing his actual age, he looked way older than Westley.
Seeing how satisfied cliver was with Whitney, Westley had a gleeful grin. “You’re right, Oliver. We’ll be a family soon. So moving forward, Spencer Group will be
Don’t worry, Westley. Speices Group’s trouble will be Horizon Group’s trouble, too,” Oliver said while his eyes were still focated on Whitney. He even reached out
Wishrey felt as if a disgusting maggot was crawling on the back of her hand when Oliver touched it, so she quickly retracted her hand.
Westley glazed at Whitney as a warning But he kept his smile and said, “She’s just shy! She just got out of the hospital recently. Please don’t hold it against her,
He then turned to Wintney with furrowed eyes and said, “Whitney, pour Mr. Scott a glass of wine and apologize.”
Whattery widerstood the message Westley was trying to send with his glare. He was hinting her would break the promise if she made Oliver angry.
de tunk a deep breaths before standing up and pouring wine for Me Scum. She politely handed it to Oliver with both hands. “I’m sorry, Mr. Scott. Please forgive me.
rlivri kastowed la pervertedeyes with his belly potted out. He wished he could swallow Whitney whole right here and then.
“I like myself site feisty woman!” Oliver said, “You can call me Ollie, Mr. Scott sounded too distant!”
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“Mr. Howard, the lady had entered the private room, Dariel said
Without looking up, Noel replied with a low, lazy voice, “she’d rather go on a blind date with an old man than submit to me. Let het get a taste of her own medicine.
