Arrogantly, Sandra walked toward them on her heels as she took off her sunglasses slowly. The moment she saw Sophia and the others, she immediately knew what they were here for.
“Huh! Looks like you guys found out about our plan. You’ve been following right behind our asses after finding out that we’re here to find Russell Simmons.”
Mockery was evident in her tone as soon as she opened her mouth and spoke.
Taking two steps forward, Sophia gazed down and said, “Wow! You’re wearing a skirt again.”
Not willing to lose the fight, Sophia replied, “If even a swimmer can do it, why can’t I?”
After she said that, she turned around on her heels and walked toward the manor, not wanting to continue the conversation with Sandra.
Her heart sank when she saw the arrival of Sandra and the others.
She didn’t expect that the Ronney Group would think so highly of the fashion godfather by sending Sandra to negotiate.
She wondered if Ryan and Henry were here…
If they’re here, and since this isn’t Cethos’ territory, isn’t this the best time to strike?
Frostiness appeared before Sophia’s eyes. Silently, she notified Roger, who was standing beside her, and he left to make a phone call.
If anyone found Ryan and Henry outside the borders of Cethos, they had to hunt them down and kill them!
At that moment, two groups of people entered the manor. The door to the manor was opened, and a trained servant led them into the manor. An enormous house unfolded before their eyes. It was gorgeous and spectacular even though it was aged.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Simmons Residence.” The servant was a Cethosian and she spoke the language fluently. With an inviting gesture, she continued, “Mr. Simmons has prepared a gift for all of you. Please enjoy it.”
With high self-esteem, Sandra waved her hands and said, “Forget about the gift. I’ve brought the contract with me. If Mr. Simmons is willing to bring his team and designs to participate in our fashion week, it will be beneficial for both of us. Just open the door and let me in. We shouldn’t delay the signing of the contract.”
However, Sophia’s guard was raised. The hair on her body stood in an instant.
Something’s wrong. Didn’t Michael and Linus say that the fashion godfather is very cold and that we can only meet him because of Linus? How come there’s a meeting gift?
Subconsciously, Sophia started to back off. Noticing that something was wrong, Linus and Michael formed a protection circle around Sophia.
However, it seemed like Sandra had failed to notice the abnormality of the situation. Similar to Sophia, she had been spending her time finding talents and inviting well-known fashionistas around the globe to join the Ronney Fashion Week. She was welcomed by a sea of people everywhere she went and that was why she didn’t find the meeting gift strange.
If Henry did not tell her that Russell was quite a troublesome man, she wouldn’t have wasted her time to come here personally and would have just instructed her assistant to come on her behalf.
“Enough. Can you please ask Mr. Simmons to come out now?” Sandra was getting impatient. Lifting her foot, she marched forward. She didn’t want to waste her time here, but to settle everything so that she could go home earlier.
But, she didn’t see the cold smile that appeared momentarily at the corners of the servant’s mouth.
The moment Sandra walked up the steps and came to the door located just before her eyes, the door opened all of a sudden. From the inside, something small flew out, hitting her face with a bang.
It was a rotten egg!
The rotten egg shattered on her face and it was so stinky that she was forced to take a few steps back, barely managing to keep herself steady instead of fainting right on the spot.
Right after that, countless rotten eggs flew at them from all directions. Both of the groups were standing within range of the attack and the eggs fell like raindrops, soaking them with a stinky smell.
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