Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 289 - 289 Two people 2

Chapter 289: Two people 2 Chapter 289: Two people 2 The Exhibition Center was a quiet place by nature. And although there were many people today, everyone was just whispering about the embroidery. Clara Brown was the only one raising her voice all of a sudden.

Terry Garcia suddenly felt countless gazes shooting towards them.

“Clara Brown, you better quiet down!” Terry Garcia commanded.

Instead of calming down, Clara Brown became even more aggressive. “What are you shouting about? Am I embarrassing you or your ex-wife?”

“Don’t make baseless accusations.”

Clara Brown could hardly contain her anger when she saw Terry Garcia’s eyes focused on the embroidery. “I’m calling it like it is. If you care about me, put away that sentimental look on your face. It makes me uncomfortable just looking at it.”

“What you need to consider now is not what I do that makes you uncomfortable, but what you do that makes me uncomfortable.”

“Oh, being a president and you can flip your face so easily.” Clara Brown couldn’t help but sneer.

Hearing this, Terry Garcia responded, “Don’t push me, or I’ll deal with you when we get home!”

Clara Brown, like a lion fueled by rage, was ready to bite someone at any moment.

“How are you going to deal with me when we get home? Lock me up or give me some men?”

“You shameless woman!” Terry Garcia, fuming, pointed his finger at Clara Brown’s nose.

Seeing his anger, Clara Brown felt relief on the inside.

“In your eyes, do you even care about giving me any dignity?” Clara Brown became even more triumphant and taunted him, “If you dare, hit me right here in public. I bet, in half an hour, the news on CEO Garcia’s domestic violence will break.”

Victoria Garcia, standing nearby, took in the scene and instructed Candy Foster, “Have security escort them out.”

“Understood!”

Having said that, Candy Foster walked away quickly.

At the same time, there was disdain from the surrounding crowd at the commotion.

Just as Terry Garcia was about to drag Clara Brown away, they found security guards approaching them and gestured for them to leave.

The situation felt normal, but Clara Brown couldn’t help but feel humiliated in this very abnormal moment.

“This exhibition is open to the public. On what grounds are you asking us to leave?”

“There’s a rule in this exhibition that there should be no loud noises. So please, both of you leave and let others continue enjoying the exhibition.”

“How are we bothering anyone?” Clara Brown opened her eyes wide and lied, “We were merely discussing embroidery. Just because we were excited and spoke a bit louder doesn’t mean we should be kicked out. What nonsense is this?”

Clara Brown’s quarrel with the security guard caught the attention of even more people. Terry Garcia wished he could find a hole to bury himself.

Ignoring Clara Brown, he walked straight towards the exit.

Seeing Terry Garcia leaving, Clara Brown lost half of her motivation to argue with the security guard and quickly followed him without hesitation.

“What a lack of manners from such well-dressed people!” A bystander commented.

“There are a lot of fake people these days. Let’s move on and check out the other embroideries,” another person responded.

Chasing after Terry Garcia, Clara Brown ran in front of his car and quickly got in the passenger seat.

“We’re not headed the same way. Get out of the car,” Terry Garcia said without courtesy.

“Don’t think I don’t know that you’re going to meet that Foxy Greene again,” Clara Brown said hatefully, “Terry Garcia, even if it kills me, I’ll stick with you no matter what.”

After hearing this, Terry Garcia slammed on the accelerator. Clara Brown, who hadn’t buckled her seatbelt, nearly got flung forward…