Chapter 868
"So, you'll never get to pretend to be me again," Ivan said, leaving Martin with no more laughs.
Martin sneered, crushing his cigarette on the table, leaving a burn mark on the glass. "What do you want from me?"
Ivan rubbed his fingers together. "I torched your underground biotech company. Got anything to say about that?"
"Do you think I care?" Martin said lazily. "Anything else? I'm busy."
A few scantily clad women lounged on the bed. Stuck here with all his built-up energy, he could only unleash it through sex with these women.
"The buyers of the Bio-intelligent Chip you sold are pissed," Ivan said calmly. "The program's messed up, and now those with the chip are acting all crazy. You need to fix it."
"That's hilarious. Why should I help you?" Martin leaned on the table, his face filling the screen. "You pretended to be me and wrecked my business. You deal with the fallout! Besides, you're the Black Gang's leader. Scared of a few rebels?"
Ivan stared at Martin's magnified face, his hand clenching tighter and tighter.
He had a feeling Martin didn't know Haley had the Bio-intelligent Chip. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so chill.
Could Isabel really be behind this?
Ivan smirked. "I was gonna give you another shot, but you blew it." With that, he ended the video call.
Martin's face darkened. He smashed the laptop on the ground, the screen shattering into pieces, reflecting his furious expression.
Ivan left the study and walked to the bedroom, sitting down by the bed. His hand gently caressed the scar on Haley's right cheek, with a tender and loving touch.
If he hadn't pushed Isabel and Quillan to the edge, Isabel would never have kidnapped Haley.
All of this was his fault. That day, he shouldn't have executed Isabel in a fit of rage. Otherwise, things wouldn't be so messed up now.
Ivan sat by the bed for a long time before taking his laptop to the balcony to work.
After handling the Winston Group's tasks, he started working on the files Ariana had sent him. Star Technical Company was blowing up, with each project worth millions, no less complex than those of the Winston Group.
Ivan was on a call with Ariana, sorting through the project details. Just then, he heard soft footsteps. Turning around, he saw Haley standing behind him, staring at the laptop screen.
Ivan's heart sank. He said quietly, "Ariana, I'll call you back later."
As soon as he hung up, Haley let out a cold laugh, "Ivan, didn't I tell you not to mess with my work?"
Ivan's heart sank again.
Haley's memory seemed to connect to the incident at the hospital. That time, she overheard him on a call with Ariana and had forbidden him from meddling in her work.
"Haley, you misunderstand," Ivan said, his voice extremely gentle. "I was handling the Winston Group's business. You saw it wrong."
"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Haley's eyes, devoid of emotion, stared at him. "Ivan, even if we're married, you can't control my life! I hate people like you the most. Don't touch me!"
Haley pushed away Ivan, who had come over to hold her shoulders, and turned to run.
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