He snatched Ivanka’s phone and hung up.
Ivanka looked with a perplexed expression. “What’re you doing?”
Michael stared at Ivanka. It was as if his sharp gaze would skewer her if she dared to do anything.
“Ivanka, this is my last warning. If you dare to seduce other men, don’t blame me for not sparing you!”
Chiara looked stiff. ‘Seduce other men?’
She had always thought that Michael meddled with Ivanka’s affairs because of his pride as a man. No man could stand to watch his newly divorced wife fool around with another man.
But…
A bad premonition popped up in her mind.
Ivanka seemed as nonchalant as ever. “I don’t need your sparing. Goodbye.”
Chiara grabbed Michael’s arm worriedly. “Mic, Iv is still young and immature. Don’t take her words seriously.”
Michael pursed his thin lips. He shot Ivanka a cold glance and left.
Only Ivanka and Chiara were left in the house. Chiara looked at Ivanka with mockery.
Ivanka sneered. “What’re you still doing here? Waiting for me to kick you