Summary of Chapter 510 Is This A Threat? from Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean
Chapter 510 Is This A Threat? marks a crucial moment in Internet’s Romance novel, Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
Quentin was bombarded with Zayn’s series of commands. Before he could digest one, another one would follow, so Quentin had his hands full. Did this mean that the President wanted to openly challenge Hemera and did not even want to announce it beforehand?
"We don’t need a press release for the new product launch. Just announce the product launch on the company's official social media accounts. Don’t worry, I’ll be there myself on the day of the launch."
After saying that, Zayn retracted his gaze from the desk and continued to look at the mind-boggling graphs on the computer screen.
No press release? Promote it himself? Quentin felt like Zayn had lost his mind. He could no longer keep up with Zayn’s thoughts.
However, after Quentin found out that Hemera’s new product launch was hosted by Lindsey, he quickly understood.
"President." Although Quentin did not understand why Zayn wanted to do so, he still did as he was told and dutifully reported, "Ms. Ann came over and said that she wants to see you."
Quentin could clearly see the undisguised irritation on Zayn's face, but Zayn still gestured for him to bring her in.
"Zayn." Ann's voice was not like before, and even carried a bit of anger.
Zayn finished signing the last document in his hand before he raised his head. "What's wrong?"
Ann walked over and put her fingers on Zayn's shoulder. She sounded aggrieved and furious as she said, "My assistant said that you tore up the new contract. Why did you do that?"
Zayn pushed her hand away and stood up. He walked to one side of the sofa and sat down, then looked out the window at the somewhat foggy sky. It looked like it was going to snow.
He picked up his cup of tea from the table and took a sip. His expression was cold as he said, "I don't think it’s reasonable to demand that I give up 20% of my equity in Denarius as part of the merger requirement."
Ann bit her lip. "This is from the headquarters. You know Denarius' current situation better than I do, and this is just temporary. If you don't agree, then we can’t continue with the merger."
"Is this a threat?" Zayn put down the teacup and coldly raised his eyes to look at Ann with an indistinct gaze.
Ann's heart pounded with fear and she wordlessly lowered her head.
"You were the one who proposed the merger. Also, you should know better than me how much damage the employee who stole your company’s secrets caused to S.P. Corporation. Denarius never needed to beg for help. Go back and tell your headquarters to think about how the contract should really be written, then come back to me when you’ve thought it through."
Zayn's voice was cold and heartless, without the slightest bit of warmth.
Ann was both angry and humiliated, but she held back her emotions and leaned against Zayn's body like she had no backbone.
“Why are you so fierce to me? I didn’t come to question you. I also think that the headquarters ’ demands are unreasonable, but the merger is a win-win situation, right? Your reaction makes me so sad. Zayn, have you forgotten that we’re about to get married? Why are you always so cold towards me? Do you not want to marry me? Are you just using me?”
Ann finally asked the doubts she kept hidden in her heart. She even knew the answer, but Zayn did not reveal the slightest hint of being surprised that his thoughts were exposed. He just looked at Ann without changing his expression. “Why do I need to use you?”
As he said that, Zayn pinched Ann’s chin so that they were looking into each other’s eyes. It also pulled the distance between him and Ann infinitely closer.
Quentin pushed up his glasses, covering a flash of disgust under his eyes. He smiled warmly. "Ms. Ann, the President instructed me to send you back. This way, please."
"How long is Zayn’s meeting? I have nothing to do, so I can just wait for him to finish the meeting and have dinner together." Ann’s smile was very gentle and kind, and there was no trace of the hatred earlier.
Quentin looked at his watch and said, "Ms. Ann, our President has three meetings between now and 9:00 pm. There’s also a video conference with the overseas branches. He’ll most likely be having dinner in the conference room. If you wait for him, I’m not sure how long you’ll have to wait..."
Ann was stunned after hearing Quentin's words probably because she did not expect Zayn to work so hard.
Since Quentin said this, she had no reason to stay. Quentin then arranged for a driver to send her back. Ann said that her driver could pick her up, but Quentin insisted on arranging a driver for her.
"Our President has prepared a surprise." Quentin winked at Ann. "Your driver might not know the way. Ms. Ann, if you’re worried, you can bring your bodyguard."
Ann's eyebrows were raised. Zayn prepared a surprise for her? What could it be?
Since she had a bodyguard with her, nothing would happen. Ann hesitated for a moment, but curiosity won over her doubt. However, she did not sit in the car that Quentin arranged for her. Instead, she asked the driver to drive her car.
"Drive carefully!" Quentin instructed the driver, then smiled as he said goodbye to Ann.
Ann sat in the car and watched as Quentin’s figure and the Denarius building became smaller and smaller. She thought, ‘Zayn’s assistant was always smiling and looked a little out of it at times. I really don’t know why Zayn hired him.’
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