Chapter 205 Did You Ask Me Before Picking on My Woman?
As he spoke, he was holding her hand.
Harper thought they were father and son. They were arguing, and she was just an outsider. It was inappropriate for her to be there.
She shook off his hand and tried to walk away.
But Francis held on tightly, with great strength, insisting she stay.
Their intertwined hands made Ryan furious.
Francis, this disobedient son, had offended the Sullivan family for the sake of a woman who had nothing but her looks.
Francis said calmly, "If you have something to say, spill. I need to rest."
Ryan, holding back his anger, said, "Why did you fire Luke?"
"He abused his position to collude with outsiders with clear facts and solid evidence."
"The information he leaked is nothing to us. It's not a big deal. Besides, he's not the only one doing it in the company!"
Francis's gaze turned cold. "I'll find all the people you're talking about."
"You can try! These employees have been with me since the foundation of the company. They're all nearing retirement age." Ryan, who was furious, snapped, "Did you ask me before picking on my men? You don't respect me!"
Francis let out a sneer. "Did you ask me before picking on my woman?"
Ryan was slightly stunned. "Who do you mean?"
Francis didn't even want to glance at him and said, "Please leave us alone."
Ryan suddenly realized that the woman Francis cared about was Harper.
It was not strange that he hadn't grasped the meaning in the first place. In his eyes, Harper was a woman Francis had never cared about before; she was just his ex-wife.
However, this made him even angrier.
Was his son targeting the loyal old employees for the sake of this woman?
A few years ago, he had never seen him hold these old employees accountable like this.
Ryan didn't want to vent his anger directly at Francis, so he suddenly pointed at Harper's face and cursed, "It looks like you didn't listen to a word I said that day. You tell on me! I never thought you are both scheming and shameless! Let me tell you, Dylan is dying. Once he dies, I will never allow a woman like you to marry into the Getty family! You better give up now!"
Ryan's sudden shift of anger made Harper even more unwilling to stay. Her expression turned even paler.
However, Ryan was not satisfied. He suddenly raised his hand to slap Harper's face.
A man like him was so much stronger than her. Harper, with her eyes closed, was terrified.
But she didn't feel any pain in her face. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Francis had stepped in front of her just in time.
Ryan was somewhat dumbfounded. The slap meant for Harper had landed on Francis's chin.
Francis's eyes turned icy cold.
Ryan was, after all, his father so that he couldn't hit back.
However, that didn't mean Francis couldn't deal with him.
In front of Ryan, he made a phone call and listed a bunch of names.
"Put thorough investigations on these people. If there's any problem, hand the evidence directly to the prosecutor's office and file charges!"
Ryan's face turned pale with fear.
These people were his confidants. If Francis did this, it would mean going against him, turning them into enemies, which wouldn't be good news if it got out!
He pointed at Francis and said, "I am your father. Everything I do is for your good! And you dare to go against me for the sake of a woman? Have you thought what impact it would have on the company?""Don't challenge me since you already knew that." Francis's handsome face turned extremely cold as he sternly warned, "One last warning. Don't get Harper into trouble. Otherwise, I won't stop with just some investigations."
Francis's threat was blatant and obvious.
Ryan was so angry that his chest hurt like hell.
His dignity, with his authority, all gone.
Clutching his chest, he said, "You ungrateful son, you're sending the company's old employees to jail for her. Are you planning to send me to jail next?"
Francis's voice was icy as he barked, "As long as you stop and follow my orders, I can guarantee you'll enjoy your retirement years!"
In other words, if Ryan dared to cross him again, even though he was Francis's father, he would still send him to jail.
"You're outrageous!"
Ryan was so angry he could hardly breathe, clutching the railing and gasping for air.
Francis called out, "Victor!"
When Victor came in, Francis instructed him, "Escort my father out and arrange for two bodyguards at the door to prevent anyone from entering my ward without permission!"
These words almost made Ryan dead in anger.
He had said similar things to these bodyguards before, and now Francis was repeating them to kick him out. It was a complete humiliation.
His chest felt tight, and he almost faint as Victor helped him out.
In the room, there were only Harper and Francis left.
Harper noticed that Francis's chin was a bit red and swollen, so she pulled him to sit on the sofa and said, "Wait a moment."
Then she went to the freezer, took out some ice, wrapped it in gauze, and put it on his chin.
Francis's tall frame made the sofa seem small.
For convenience, Harper knelt on one knee on the sofa.
Francis had extremely attractive eyes, deep and mesmerizing, with a vortex in the middle of his pupils that was stunning.
Harper's heart inexplicably started to race.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Harper bit her lip and said, "Close your eyes."
"What, are you shy?"
Francis smiled. It seemed this woman was easy to fluster.
"Then do it yourself," Harper said, handing him the ice pack, but he grabbed her wrist and, with a slight force, pulled her into his arms.
"You help me, and I'll close my eyes." His voice was slightly hoarse, barely noticeable.
Saying this, he closed his eyes but kept his hands on her slender waist.
With his eyes closed, his beautiful eyes were hidden, making the contours of his features even more prominent.
With his long, dark eyelashes, even with his eyes closed, he looked incredibly handsome.
Harper pouted. He was indeed a stunningly handsome man.
However, she hadn't expected him to take that slap for her.
Seeing Ryan's expression as he was dragged out, she felt truly satisfied.
Thinking this, Harper's movements became much gentler, but she accidentally brushed her hand against his lips.
His thin lips were soft.
Instantly, her body felt like it was electrified.
"All done." She suddenly felt extremely hot and wanted to retreat right away.
But Francis grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap, holding her down.
The sofa shrieked under their weight.
Then, he gently cupped her face.
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