Mr. Jeffery smiled wickedly, "What do I want? You don't even have the self-awareness to come and collect the payment, do you?"

"What self-consciousness?" Vivian stepped backward and her back already pressed against the door panel.

"If you want money, you have to give me something. Do I look like paying that easily?" Mr. Jeffery said and untied his tie as he slowly approached Vivian.

Vivian panicked and went pale as a sheet, "Stay back! I'm calling for someone!"

"Go ahead!" Mr. Jeffery pulled off his tie, threw it up in the air, and smirked, "The men who come here have a little fun. Don't worry, everyone here including waiters and managers knows how to behave well. So no one will come in even if you scream your head off!"

"..." Vivian was very nervous and despair came over her.

"Tut!"

As Mr. Jeffery reached out his hand, they suddenly heard the impatient voice in the room.

Vivian, as if seeing hope, was shouting, "Help me!"

Mr. Jeffery growled, "Shut up!"

He looked around, "Who are you?"

Behind the couch, a tall man suddenly stood up. Jonathan frowned, squinting with extreme impatience at them standing by the door.

"..." Vivian opened her mouth and was about to call him.

Jonathan, however, glared at her and growled, "Shut up!"

"..." Vivian was confused. He was so mean to her! Was he going to leave her alone and see her suffering?

Jonathan raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Jeffery, looking as if he was smiling, "You looked very happy, sir. It seems I've destroyed your good emotion?"

As soon as Mr. Jeffery heard this, he immediately felt relieved, "It's OK...Who are you?"

"..." Vivian was startled and looked at Mr. Jeffery and then at Jonathan. Mr. Jeffery of Durban subsidiary property 'Bonna' didn't even know the real owner of Durban, Jonathan Luke? What was going on?

"Huh." Jonathan's laughter was barely audible. He stepped gracefully in front of them.

Jonathan was a head taller than Mr. Jeffery and overwhelmed him immediately.

He curled his lips and said coldly, "It's OK? What do you mean? You're disturbing my sleep, and..."

He lifted his jaw and pointed at Vivian, "Why don't you get over here?"

"..." Vivian froze, pouting in grievance, and hurriedly went behind Jonathan, "Yes!"

"Stop!"

Mr. Jeffery wasn't easy to deal with either. He stopped Vivian and looked up at Jonathan rather laboriously. "Who are you? Why so arrogant? Do you really think you're somebody when I want to make a concession? This woman is mine!"

"Really?"

Jonathan contracted his pupils sharply, signaling danger. His hands in his pockets moved and his joints crunched with murderous intent!

"Really?"

In the nick of time, the lounge door burst open. The waiter came over to clean the venue regularly.

Jonathan frowned and he withdrew the fist he was about to throw.

"You, get out." Jonathan lifted his jaw. His patience was about to run out.

Mr. Jeffery was confused at the sight of Jonathan's attitude.

Jonathan's way of speaking and doing things was something ordinary people couldn't learn, and he didn't look like an ordinary person. Mr. Jeffery wondered what relationship he had with Luke family.

"I'm not bothering you." Mr. Jeffery shook his head and was still trying to save his honor, "I'm not bothering you about what just happened. But I have to take the girl!"

"No." Vivian quickly went behind Jonathan and whispered begging him, "Help me."

Mr. Jeffery frowned and was very angry, "Wicked girl, don't pretend that in front of me. Do you really know this boy?"

Saying that, he looked at Jonathan again, "Boy, I don't want to embarrass you. You let her go! I'm going to take her away!"

"Ridiculous." Jonathan smiled lightly, "How can you take my woman?"

"You..." Mr. Jeffery was startled. He was anxious, "Nonsense. She's obviously here to meet me, so you couldn't possibly know each other!"

"Really?" Jonathan turned aside and looked down at Vivian, "You tell him."

Mr. Jeffery tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled wickedly, "Don't lie to me. I advise you to come with me! A makeshift boy can't protect you! You can't escape no matter what happened!"

"..." Vivian looked up at Jonathan and felt flustered. Electricity ran through her head, which immediately short-circuited. Suddenly, she stood on her tiptoes, grabbed Jonathan's neck, and kissed him heavily on the lips.

"..."

Mr. Jeffery took an intake of breath. What was going on?

After a few seconds, however, Vivian let go of him. Her lips were red and her face was flushed. She looked at Jonathan breathlessly, "I, I'm your woman."

Jonathan immediately became serious, suppressing a flash of surprise in his eyes. He quickly cupped the back of Vivian's head in his palm and whispered in her ear, "You'll keep your word!"

"Do you hear it?" Jonathan put his arm around Vivian and looked provocatively at that Mr. Jeffery.

"You..." Mr. Jeffery was about to get angry.

At this moment, Zack rushed to the door and grabbed Mr. Jeffery, "Mr. Jeffery, what's going on? Don't get mad!"

"Huh." Jonathan glanced over to Zack, "Zack, this man's embezzlement of the 'Bonna' ad payment and his delay in paying the price to a third party have a very serious impact on Durban's reputation. I'm sure that Mr. Luke will pay attention to it, too."

"What?" Zack was surprised, "Is this true?"

Jonathan scoffed, "Won't you check to see if it's true, Zack?"

Afterward, he walked out of the lounge with Vivian in his arms.

Inside came the desperate voice of Mr. Jeffery, "Mr. Tout, you listen to me..."

Vivian was once again confused. Her doubts had been building up in her! What was going on here? Wasn't the man with her Jonathan Luke, the president of Durban? Why didn't Zack Tout introduce Mr. Jeffery to him? Was she having a nervous breakdown?

On the outside porch, Vivian struggled to push Jonathan away, frowning and snapping, "How did you know Mr. Jeffery was embezzling advertising payment? And...what are you and your assistant up to? Aren't you Mr. Luke? Aren't you Jonathan Luke?"

Passing the corner, Jonathan reached out and grabbed her around the waist, forcing her into a corner.

"So many questions that need validation?"

Vivian's face was hot, but she didn't feel right to treat him badly after he helped her. She muttered, "Be serious!"

One of his forced kisses landed on her, eliciting a sharp tingle of skin.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Just remember what you just said. You're my woman."

Jonathan stared at Vivian with a deadly stare. She felt as if she really couldn't escape!