Chapter 245 Force Ebony to Leave


Downstairs, the servant, was having a long-distance phone call with Madam.


They started to discuss whether it would influence her wedding if Ebony was pregnant now; whether it was too cold or too hot when the baby was born.


At this time, a loud sound came from the second floor.


The servant almost thought it was an earthquake!


She looked upstairs in shock.


"Clunk, clunk!"


The loud noise continued, sounding like a fight.


Then there came the sound of the door slammed, loudly and suddenly!


The servant cautiously went upstairs to see.


She saw her young master standing helplessly in his bathrobe at the door of Miss Gibson's room, knocking on the door patiently and coaxing gently, "Let me see your hand. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have hit back. Did I hurt you? open the door and let me see..."


As the servant heard, she hurriedly whispered to Lloyd's mother on the other end of the phone, "Oh no, madam, Things are not going on well They are not harmonious. The young master seems to hurt Miss Gibson..."


When the servant had not finished speaking, Lloyd's eyes suddenly swept over.


She froze, immediately "snapped" the phone and hung up, and hurriedly slipped downstairs!


In the room, Ebony sat on the bed, rubbing her red wrists, furiously.


Lloyd took advantage of her and dared to fight back!


"I'm so angry, so angry, so angry! I've lost all my face!" She thought.


Outside, the sound of knocking continued.


Ebony was furious but did not dare to make a sound. She was afraid that if she shouted, she would look like a sore loser. Then she would embarrass herself thoroughly!


She just laid down on the bed, and pulled the covers over her head and ears, ignoring the people outside!


The knocking on the door continued for a long time.


It was only when it stopped that Ebony peeked her eyes out from under the covers. She raised her right hand, finding the red mark on it was especially obvious.


Ebony secretly vowed, "I'm going to exercise tomorrow! I'll beat Lloyd!"


The next morning, Ebony got up early.


As soon as she came downstairs, seeing seeing Lloyd sitting on the couch in the living room, holding the papers she didn't have time to collect yesterday.


Ebony hurriedly ran over, and hurriedly put things away. She reached out to tug the document Lloyd was reading, shouting, "It's trade secret! Don't read it!"


The man laughed and put it aside, saying, "Are you interested in Partick Powell of 'Fox Studio'?"


Ebony did not answer him, but stacked up all the papers and put them in her backpack. Then she picked up her nunchaku and walked to the small garden to exercise.


When Ebony was playing with the stick, Lloyd wrapped his arms around him and leaned against the balcony door frame. He watched her back and said, "Partick is indeed a talent, but he has his team. It's not easy to poach him from Fox Studio which promised ten percent of the shares."


Ebony was swinging her nunchucks with both hands in a horse stance, and she said without looking back, "How do you know I can't commit the share?"


Lloyd raised an eyebrow, "How much are you going to give him? Five percent, seven percent? You have twenty-six percent, but that's not much. Jared has twenty-three percent. If you give it to Partick, the holdings are bound to change again."


Ebony looked back at Lloyd and said provocatively, "Who told you I only have twenty-six percent?"


Lloyd froze.


His ink eyes couldn't help but narrow.


Ebony then pinned her nunchaku to her waist, hooked a finger at the man by the door, and said, "Come here."


Lloyd straightened up and walked towards her.


No sooner had he passed than Ebony threw a fierce punch and attacked Lloyd's face.


"I'll tell you if you beat me!"


Lloyd deflected his head to avoid this attack, his ink eyes raised slightly. His left hand gripped her right hand.


The man's fingertips pressed against the girl's reddened wrist, and he said in a deep voice, "Does it hurt?"


Ebony's twisted his wrist in a fancy way and quickly back-clasped Lloyd's pulse, saying, "Cut the crap. I was a little careless last night and was restricted by the venue. I'm not going to lose this time!"


At the same time, she quickly attacked Lloyd's throat with her other hand ......


When the servant got up to cook, she saw a man and a woman fighting in the garden fiercely.


She was startled and rushed over to persuade them, "Don't fight, don't fight, what's wrong with you guys? What can't be discussed properly? Young master, Miss Gibson, come on, stop fighting, stop fighting!"


Ten minutes later.


The servant came out of the kitchen with a bowl in her hand. While she was beating the eggs, she stood idly at the entrance of the garden, looking at the two children in the yard who were fighting unstoppably She said, "How long do you want to fight? Aren't you guys tired?"


Half an hour later.


The servant, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, came out of the kitchen and loudly informed, "Five more minutes of fighting. Come over in five minutes to wash your hands and get ready to eat."


Five minutes later, she put two bowls of porridge in front of Ebony and Lloyd, complaining, "naughty and naughtier. Aren't you tired?!"


Ebony buried her head in the porridge and said, "It's morning exercise."


Auntie gave her two spring rolls and two buns and said, "Eat more."


Ebony smiled and took them all, happily saying, "Thanks!"


Across the table, Lloyd stirred the bowl of porridge with his spoon and raised his eyes, "So?"


Ebony looked up at him, "Hmm?"


Lloyd said, "Shares."


"Oh." Ebony wagged her head in triumph and said gleefully, "But we just tied, you didn't beat me."


Lloyd let out a laugh but nodded in the end. He said softly, "I'm happy that you're happy."


For the next few days, Ebony was at home, occasionally sparring with Lloyd, telecommuting, or watching the news. She never went out again.


However, in Jared's house, it was a flurry of activity.


"Snap." Jared, who still had a bandage on his forehead, slapped Roxanne in her face, cursing nastily, "Bitch, it's your fault!"


Roxanne was slapped to the sofa. She whimpered and covered her face, crying in fear, "Rongtian, I really don't know anything. I called Ebony's phone, but I can't contact her. I can't contact her with other phones. I don't know why..."


"She was your daughter. You don't know?" Jared went up in anger, grabbed Roxanne by hair, and said viciously, "So what do you say now! She used her power as executive director to revoke my position in the company! The company I started with nothing!"


Roxanne hastily said, "There is a way. There must be a way. In fact... In fact..."


Jared yelled, "What!"


Roxanne's tears and snot flowed all over her face. She gritted her teeth and said, "It's Zeev Holmes. Mr. Holmes called me a few days ago..."


Jared was stunned, "Holmes? What did he say to you?"


Roxanne said with difficulty, "He asked me to persuade you. He said that not everyone in the shareholders' meeting was convinced by that little bastard Ebony and that he had a way to take back the controlling interest. But..."


Jared grabbed Roxanne's hair and said with a hostile face, "Say! What is it?!"


Roxanne's head hurt so much as if it was about to explode. She covered her head, and said with difficulty, "Pooling equity! If Ebony will pool shares, we can also pool shares. Mr. Holmes said, as long as you are willing to sell him twenty-three percent of the equity in your hand, then he will have thirty-three, enough to force Ebony to leave! "