“Isla, this place is bullying customers! I came first, but they refused to give me the private room. And your so-called partner just called me a dog and wants to throw me out!”
“How much did he invest?” Isla asked coldly without even glancing my way.
“Five hundred thousand…”
Ten minutes later, Isla’s assistant came in carrying two boxes filled with cash. She reached out and threw the stacks of money at my head, one after another.
“Here’s one million. Take it and get lost. Is that enough?”
People nearby turned to watch. The waiter, unable to bear it, whispered, “President Monroe, he’s not just a partner, he’s your husband…”
“So that’s why he’s acting so bold? He actually knows Landon?”
I was wearing a mask, and Isla clearly didn’t recognize me.
“I’m telling you, whatever Cassian wants, he’ll get. Even if this man were Landon’s father, he still better get out of here.”
I turned to leave, but Isla wasn’t done humiliating me. She said lazily, “Did I say you could go? Is this how you do business? One million isn’t enough to make up for what happened to Cassian? Then get on your knees and bark twice like a dog, and I’ll let you go.”