"Who do you think your father is? He just runs a real estate company. Do you think he's worth mentioning in front of me? I work for Miss Sanderson. Your father is nothing to me. With a sneer at the corners of his mouth, Maison flicked off the pack of cigarettes and added, "I have shown mercy to you. Otherwise, you should be lying on the ground now. Grant believed that as long as he mentioned his father, Maison would show some restraint at least. However, Maison did not seem moved at all. Grant's face darkened, and he felt humiliated. He did not expect that his trump card would not work this time. "Grant, what should we do now? Does he want me and my sister to sleep with him?" Corrie asked in a panic. There was nothing she could do at that moment but pin her hopes on Grant. "Don't worry. My family can afford the two million dollars. Wait here. I'll call my father and ask him for money," Grant reassured. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around to leave. "Bessie, did you hear that? We're lucky Grant is here; otherwise, we'll be doomed. Corrie could not help but breathe a sigh of relief now that Grant was going to get the money. But for some reason, Bessie still felt a little uneasy as she looked at Grant's receding figure. She did not know why, but she did not trust him

Maison chuckled inwardly as he watched Grant leave. Whether Grant paid two million dollars or not, Maison would surely fuck those two pretty ladies tonight. He imagined pushing Corrie and Bessie to the bed, and the anticipation inside him grew even stronger. The thought of that aroused him that he did not bother to conce al the lust in his eyes anymore. His lascivious ga ze made Bessie an d Corrie shudder. At that moment, Trevor said lightly, "I go t o the bathroom first!" . After sayin g that, he walked out. After Trevor walke d out, Corrie's ey es were wide open. "Oh, shit, he is such a wimp ! He is more timid than a gir l. Did he actually run away?" . Trevor now reach ed the bathroom and sent his sis . ter a mes sage. "Evie, I ra n into some trouble. On the other side, Evie's eyes narrowed when she rece ived her brother's message. She tapped her fin gers on the table a s her hackles rose. She turned to her secretary, who was standing beside her, and handed her phone to her. "Chec k this out. The secretary nodde d respectfully and left without a word. She returned to the office fiv e minutes later, now with a st ack of documents in her hands. Evie took the fold er on the top and looked through it

Trevor's experience since h e entered the tennis club w as documented in this file. Not only that, but every word Grant and others had said, as well as the backgrou nd of his family, was also written there. Evie's face turned stone c old when she saw that Gran t often humiliated Trevor. "Grant, how dare you, a mere member of the Norris family, insult my brother? Now that I know you've been making fun of him, you wait for your family's bankruptcy. I'd like to see you sleep on the streets!" . As soon as she said th ose words, she suddenl y remembered something. With a frown, she recall ed the person Trevor had mentioned in his message. There was indeed a m an named Maison who ran errands for her. "I hope that that big, brawny man isn't stupid enough to do anything to Trevor, or else. Evie's gaze was so c old that it even frig htened her secretary. At that moment, she turned to her secretary and orde red, "Go and deal with it. "Yes , ma 'am. Trevor didn't kn ow what Evie was going to do next. He did not kn ow what was w rong with him. This was Trevor's first time using his identity to oppress others. A lthough the others were very hateful, he still had a strange sense o f discomfort in the heart after asking his sister to deal with them. Trevor did not think m uch further. After putting away his pho ne, he left the bathroom a nd walked toward the crowd. With a comforting smile, he wal ked over to Bessie and reassured her, "Everything will be okay. Bessie turned around and s miled at him