Chapter 170 Has Yanni Quain Touched You Before?

Verian approached the black Maybach’s side. She raised her hand and knocked on the window heavily. As the windows gradually lowered, the man was sitting at the back seat and seemed to be waiting for her. Verian stood outside the car and was unwilling to enter it. With a frown, she said, “President Fudd, it now happens to still be working hours. What do you want after calling me out here for?” Heaton’s voice was calm but sounded quite impatient. “Get in.” She stood at the same spot without moving an inch. The man then gave her a cold glare and said, “Are you more willing to let me get out there and carry you in here?” That statement was obviously a threat. Verian bit her lips and reluctantly pulled the handle before getting in. As she had just entered the car and just before she was able to react, the man reached out with his left arm and immediately pulled her to him. “Heaton Fudd...let go of me!” She furiously stared at him but not only did he not release her, he lowered his h