“Looks like Ms. Stovall’s not fated with Pitcoin. That’s too bad. I guess I’ll have to be the one that takes the deal,” Thora said, taking the opportunity to interrupt.
When it came to rivals in love, whoever made the first concession would lose.
“Says who!” I exclaimed, unwilling to accept things just like that. “Ms. Ziegler owns an entire listed company, so I can’t compare to her. However, God has been fair. Even if I can’t use my shares in Fuller Corporation, my birth parents, Cameron and Zachary, have enough capital for me to compete with you!”
It did not matter whether or not I was able to secure the cooperation. What mattered was to make Thora confused and let the Trivetts continue to be arrogant.
It was no use only inflicting a small injury. One had to strike the opponent with a single blow so that they would never have a chance at recovery.
Since the most taboo subject to Thora was her family members, her expression darkened. However, since there were others present, she did not make it too obvious.
Yet, not bothering to conceal anything, I raised the phone in my hand to show it off and said casually, “If you don’t believe me, I can call Mr. Moore right now.”
Before Thora could even react, Ashton got angry first.
“That’s enough,” he said abruptly with a hint of anger in his voice. His black eyes shot a dark look at me as he continued, “Scarlett, you just have something against Thora and me getting too close. There’s no need to get everyone else involved in your foolery!”
To the public eye, although Ashton’s reputation was never that of an approachable person, he still carried the airs of a gentleman. Thus, his sudden anger inevitably surprised everyone, including myself.
Is this guy trying to join the entertainment industry?
I was taken aback for a while but soon recovered and stared at him with wide eyes. “That’s none of your business! If you don’t want me, I still have the Moore family and the Stovall family to pamper me! I’m going to oppose you just so that your woman will never get what she wants. What the h*ll can you do to me!”
“You are being unreasonable!” Ashton was so angry that he became speechless. His handsome face was flushed red in anger.
The confrontation clearly showed how helpless a person felt when they had to deal with an unreasonable person. Only someone like the character I was playing could make an ambitious person like Ashton angry. His ex-wife who could do whatever she wanted.
Both of us continued to pretend to be angry with each other for a while. Then, Ashton reacted first and suggested negotiating the terms with Seth. “Mr. Trivett, didn’t you always want Fuller Corporation to join in on the Pitcoin project? I rejected it before, but I’ve now changed my mind. I can consider it, but I have a condition. You have to reject Scarlett Stovall’s conditions and get them both to leave now.”
“Ashton Fuller, you’re so shameless!” John said as he stood up and stared at him dangerously. “No matter what, the two of you were once married. Letty rarely wants to do business by herself. Do you have to do this to her?”
Ashton’s expression went cold, and his gaze was filled with anger. He was clearly trying to suppress his anger as he said, “What I want is a supportive wife who can help me, not one that does nothing all day, only knows how to be unreasonable, and will never grow up!”
His words were not exactly harmful, but they were extremely insulting.
If I had not known that those words were against his own intentions, I would have really gotten angry.
However, regardless of whether or not Ashton really meant what he said, as long as it was something that degraded me, John deemed it as crossing the line. He was so furious that he kicked aside the chair and walked over to grab Ashton’s collar, pulling him up from the chair. He looked him in the eye and said, “You are a piece of shit! What did you just say? Do you really think that without Letty, you’d be able to stand so firmly in the city so quickly? And now you’re saying she’s ignorant. What’s your problem? Ashton, you can’t call yourself a man!”
The more he spoke, the more agitated he got. Resultantly, John clenched his fists and was about to punch Ashton. Then, Thora suddenly stood up and stepped on John’s foot. All women would know how high stilettos were, and Thora had not hesitated in stepping on him. John cursed in pain as he let go of Ashton and jumped to the side.
I immediately went over to help him. “John! Are you okay? Ashton, how dare you touch my brother!”
