The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 820

Morae hung up the phone immediately after he finished ranting, leaving Jermaine looking dazed.

Venisha had also heard bits and pieces of the conversation, especially the part about the three movies not being able to be released. She was quite shocked.

“What on earth is going on, Darling? Weren't things okay just a while ago? What has gotten him so upset?”

“How on earth am I supposed to know?”

Jermaine tried to call Morae again but found out that Morae had blocked him.

Jermaine mulled over what Morae had said earlier, and his gaze immediately fell on Donald.

“Did you do this?”

Donald, who was holding his coffee cup, froze.

I did what now? What does he mean? Is Jane really that efficient?

Donald had asked Jane to register an entertainment company owned by Dragon Fide Corporation and list Wynter as its major shareholder.

It was initially intended to be a warning to Morae.

According to standard procedure, Jane should have still been in the process of preparing the necessary documents for registration.

However, when Donald noticed Jermaine in his current state, he knew that Jermaine might have gotten wind of his relationship from an unknown source, and that was why he changed his mind.

Donald took a sip of his coffee and said, “What's wrong, Mr. Zogby? Weren't you hell-bent on preventing me from entering this circle? How's that coming along? Did you succeed in blacklisting me?”

Jermaine was so incensed that he wanted to strangle Donald right now.

However, he hesitated when he thought of what Morae had said earlier.

Does this mean that Donald has a really prominent background?

Venisha noticed that Jermaine had yet to say anything. Like a mother hen, she stood up with her hands on her hips and said, “What's the hurry? Even if they want to blacklist you, they still have procedures to follow. This won't take more than a few minutes. Just wait. I'll ask my darling to make another call in a while. Isn't that right, Darling?”

Before Venisha could finish speaking, Jermaine slapped her on the face.

“I'm trying to work here! Why are you, a woman, meddling in my affairs?”

“Did you just hit me?”

Venisha glared at Jermaine in disbelief.

I've been with him for so long. How could he hit me in public?

If not for the fact that Jermaine had approached her as a rich man and claimed to fancy her, she would not have just left Ronson so decisively.

Venisha had thought that Jermaine would treat her well for life. She had never thought that he would slap her in front of Ronson in such an undignified manner.

Jermaine scoffed, “So what if I hit you? Since I'm paying for all your expenses already, why can't I hit you? You're nothing but a pet to me. If I want to play with you, you're to come and wag your tail obediently. When I've grown tired of you, then you're to shut up and keep to yourself. Have I made myself clear?”