Billionaire Defiant Wife Chapter 639

Mr. Black was leaning against Mr. Harrison. Avery wasn't worried about him. Avery believed that he was able to deal with these problems. No one could know Mr. Black was a man.

Mr. Black seemed to know what Avery was thinking. He narrowed his eyes and made a line, showing her discontent.

Mr. Black wouldn't wear female clothes so that Avery probably had a bad impression on him. But Avery came to beg him and threaten him to help her. Otherwise, she would lose her virginity.

Now, Mr. Black wore female clothes again. That means his image was ruined.

But Mr. Black did help Avery. Mr. Harrison was a lecherous man. If Mr. Black was not here, Mr. Harrison must do something filthy to Avery.

Mr. Harrison briefly explained and then took Mr. Black away.

Mr. Black was taller than Mr. Harrison. Therefore, for Mr. Harrison, it would be harder to carry Mr. Black.

When Mr. Black and Mr. Harrison went away, only four men and four women left. Mr. Ronan sat next to Avery and put his hand on the back of her chair.

Avery pretended that nothing happened. She lowered her head and glanced at a message: It was the room number, sent by Mr. Black.

Since Mr. Harrison had asked Mr. Ronan to discuss the lawsuit with Avery, Mr. Ronan first concluded, "Miss. Peters, it is a complicated case, hard to win."

Avery sneered, "It is, of course, complicated. Otherwise, I don't need Mr. Ronan's help."

Mr. Ronan didn't know how to answer Avery all of a sudden. She was like an iceberg, utterly different from sexy Mr. Black, who must be warmly welcomed by most men.

"Yes. Yes. That's correct. Miss. Peters looks so beautiful. Everything you said must be correct."

Avery smiled. She knew Mr. Ronan couldn't help her.

"Except for myself, no one wants to help me," Avery thought to herself.

Avery glanced at Diana, picked up her wine glass, and walked towards her, but suddenly she was unstable and happened to spill the wine on Diana's face, just a little because of something she stepped on.

Avery immediately put down the goblet and gave a paper towel to Diana.

In a few seconds, Avery quickly changed her goblet to Diana's goblet.

"I'm sorry, Miss. Summer. Thank you for your help. You invited Mr. Harrison and Mr. Ronan and Mr. Graham to come here, I want to propose a toast to you all," soon, Avery picked up Diana's goblet and drank out.

Seeing Avery drink out, Diana was joyful and immediately drank too, but she didn't know it was Avery's glass.

Avery saw Diana drink out for herself and then went back to her seat.

Then Avery looked at her watch and said, "It is too late. Why isn't Mr. Harrison coming back? Shall we go upstairs to see them?"

"I agree," Diana agreed without hesitation. She had already stood up. At the same time, Mr. Ronan stood up too.

Since Avery went first, she didn't see Mr. Ronan and Diana exchanged eyes with each other, but she could feel Mr. Ronan was looking at her excitedly.

Avery walked fast.

Soon, she heard some noises.

"Is there a quarrel?" Diana asked curiously.

Avery didn't answer. Instead, she walked forward calmly. Mr. Ronan was anxious and said to his companion, "There is something wrong. Mr. Harrison's wife is coming."

Diana's eyes widened and thought to herself, "Mr. Harrison's wife?"

It was well-known that Mr. Harrison was a hen-pecked husband. Last time, Mr. Harrison's two front teeth and two ribs had been broken when his wife found he was with his subordinate female worker in the hotel.

Diana found Avery was so calm, so she started to doubt that Avery had made the plan before.

"You? It's you?" Diana looked angry all of a sudden, "I am so kind and help you, but you framed me in this way."

"Did I frame you? I didn't suggest Mr. Harrison take Mr. Black here."

Diana was stunned for two seconds and suddenly realized, "Mr. Black?"

"Yes. The man you knew."

"Avery Peters, how can you treat me in this way?"

"If Mr. Harrison knows that Mr. Black is a man, he must kill me," Diana thought to herself.

Diana became angrier, lunging forward, and holding Avery. On the contrary, Avery suddenly tore Diana's clothes off.

Diana froze for a second and shouted.

Ah

She immediately covered her chest. However, it was strange that she felt cool when there was a wind.

Moreover, Diana was unable to resist Avery as if she had no strength left.

"No. Something is wrong. There is something wrong with the wine," Diana thought to herself.

"You!" Diana was almost crazy. She had never expected that Avery would trap her.

"What's the matter?" Avery looked at Diana calmly. Diana's face turned red gradually.

"You exchanged the glass."

"Your glass?" Avery pretended to think for a while and then said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I made a mistake. That is to say. There is something with my wine glass?"

"Avery Peters! You are not a grateful man. I must kill you!" Diana was extremely eager to hold Avery, but she couldn't control herself but leaned against Mr. Ronan weakly.

Avery tilted her head and stared at Diana, "Am I not a grateful man? In my view, you really wanna give me to Mr. Harrison."

Diana felt very hot and got no strength now. She could only raise her finger, pointing to Avery. Although she was angry, she couldn't say a word.

After a while, a group of women went into the room and beat Diana hard.

These women were all married. They all received the message from Mr. Harrison's wife and came there together.

"Who are you? Why do you beat me? Ah" Diana crouched down, holding her head, wondering who was pulling her hair. It seemed that her scalp would be pulled down.

"Beat the lover. You dare to seduce my husband."

"No, I didn't. I didn't seduce your husband. Ah. Don't beat me. It hurts," They were pulling her hair and clothes and scratching her flesh. Diana got so many pains that she screamed.

Their husbands stood still, seeing their wives beating Diana.

"How dare you. You dare to deny it. I just saw you leaned against my husband. Son of a bitch look! Her clothes are torn up. How excited they are."

"No. No. That woman tore my clothes up. Stop!"

It was a mess now. So many women were there.

Avery was standing by the aisle in the hotel room. Suddenly, there was a call from Jamie.

"Miss. Peters, have you asked someone to withdraw the lawsuit against Jessica?"

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