"That's not true!" Ian immediately retorted.
"How is it not? Didn't you hear me?"
"After my mom finishes talking to you, she's going to make you leave right away!"
"That's not for sure!"
"It is for sure! Mommy, make him leave!" Ian begged, tugging on Melody Monroe's sleeve.
Melody Monroe looked at Evan Fairchild, about to speak, but when she saw the look in his eyes, she swallowed her words. How could she dare to kick Evan Fairchild out directly?
In front of Evan Fairchild, she was an ant that could be crushed at any moment.
"Be a good boy, Ian. He'll leave after we're done talking."
"Did you hear that!" Ian couldn't help but say.
"Then you'll just have to wait." Evan Fairchild lowered his head and ate his noodles.
Seeing the little brat's flustered and exasperated expression, his mood improved considerably.
Ian suddenly stood up, aggressively yanking away the bowl in front of Evan Fairchild! The soup from the bowl splashed all over Evan Fairchild's face.
