Cloe wasn’t fazed by thement. She let out a charmingugh and retorted, “I live my life openly unlike cone hypocrites who cariest and they business and end up snooping around my doorstep.”
The moment Aria heard Cloe’s name, she immediately walked over, with Victor following close behind.
<b>She </b>called, “Cloe.”
Seeing someone arrive, the sweating manager looked as if he’d just been saved, his expression one of immense relief.
Aria said, “Mr. Hypocrite, step aside.”
The sudden remark made the manager’s face go white as a sheet, his hand flying to his chest as if he were about to keel over,
Victor’s eyes widened when he saw it was Owen. His heart sank.
He thought, ‘Oh crap, Aria and Kim are at it again. This deal’s as good as dead!
The chip coboration between Shaw Group and Cole Group had been gaining momentum, with Liam increasingly involved with Shaw Group.
After drinking quite a bit, Liam excused himself to another executive. “I’ll be right back, just need to use the restroom.”
As Liam rounded the corner<b>, </b>his steps faltered, and he froze in ce, his mind racing <b>at </b>the sight before him. He was surprised to see Aria here with
Owen.
He hurried over.
Kim shifted his seat with a nk expression, casting a sidelong nce at Aria. “Ms. Saxon, do you even bother checking what kind of people you <b>hang </b>out with? Stick with money–grubbers, and you’ll just end up being their personal ATM.”
Aria let out a coldugh. “Who do you think you are, my dad? Since when do you get to dictate my friends<b>?</b><b>” </b>
The manager stiffened, cold sweat trickling down his back as he realized the situation was spiraling out of control. He quickly backed away and sent a frantic message to the second young master: [Mr. Shaw, help! The boss is in a shouting match!]
Owen replied: [Can’t he handle it?]
The manager was speechless.
The manager sent: [But he is facing two women–one is Cloe Woods, the owner of Havoron Restaurant and the other is Aría, the Saxon family’s heiress.<b>] </b>
Owen had just stepped into the elevator but immediately turned around and walked out, typing: [Try to hold them off.]
The manager sighed. Both women were formidable, so he thought his boss might not stand a chance.
A new message popped up: [Don’t let Kim bully thedies.]
The manager was speechless.
“Arial” Liam eximed in shock after hearing Aria’s retort to Kim. “Do you even know who Mr. Shaw is<b>?</b>”
The room went dead silent, the air thick with tension after his outburst.
Kim shot Liam a frosty re, but thetter seemed oblivious to it. Turning to Aria, Liam demanded, “Apologize.”
Aria’s gaze was icy. “Mind your own business and stay out of it. Shoo.”
<b>Chapter </b><b>155 </b>
<b>Liam’s </b><b>face </b>darkened instantly<b>, </b><b>but </b>before he could respond, <b>Kim’s </b>cold, piercing gaze shifted <b>to </b>him. “Ms. Saxon, <b>Stars </b><b>Group </b><b>and </b>Shaw Gracepti <b>joint </b>project. I <b>suppose </b>there’s no need to continue with it.”
Cloe stepped in front of Alia, shielding her like a protective wall, her eyes zing personal scores<b>!</b><b>” </b>
“And what if I am?” Kim replied indifferently.
with fury. “Kim, you’re as petty as ever, using <b>public </b>matters to cesta
Victor joined the two women, standing firmly by their side. “Mr. Shaw, don’t act like Stars Group is desperate for Shaw Group. We can coborate with otherpanies just as easily.”
To him, Aria held more importance than any other chairman.
Kim raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised at Victor’s support for Aria. “And you think you can speak for Stars Group?”
Victor lifted his chin proudly. “Aria is Stars Group’srgest shareholder. Even our chairman listens to her. Of course, she can represent Stars Group<b>!</b>”
Liam’s eyes widened in shock. “Aria is Stars Group’srgest shareholder? The mysterious investor who poured money into Stars Group<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“That’s right,” said Victor.
Liam eximed, “Impossible!”
Watching others‘ stunned faces, Victor smirked. “Believe it or not, Stars Group’s golden goose isn’t someone you can mess with.”
Cloe nced at the manager. “I’m a Yen Club VIP. Kick out the troublemakers.”
Sweating profusely, the manager adhered to the principle of prioritizing guests and whispered to Kim, “Boss, shouldn’t <b>you </b>return to your private room<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Kim was shocked that his own employee seriously kicked him out.
Cloe snorted coldly, pulling Aria into a private room. She instructed the manager to summon the male model she had booked earlier.