Domineering Love-Chapter 88 - Im Used to It Do You Have an Opinion

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: I’m Used to It, Do You Have an Opinion

Chapter 88 -88: I’m Used to It, Do You Have an Opinion

“William Griffith! How did you get here? What, want to beat me up again? Let me tell you, I’m not afraid of you!”

The term ‘old lady’… Cherish Turner was now completely shameless due to the alcohol, leaving the men and women at the scene completely stunned after she blurted out such bold words!

Cherish Turner must have gone mad. How could she dare to speak to the big boss this way? He is currently the biggest investor of their comic company, the one with the big buck. If they offend him, they’ll have nothing to eat!

Look at Boss Griffith’s face, it’s utterly disgusted!

“Uh, President Griffith, Cherish is drunk, she’s talking nonsense, please don’t take her seriously…” Editor-in-Chief Davis came forward to mediate. In reality, he eagerly played the good guy, not worried at all that President Griffith would really be mad at Cherish.

“Yes, yes, you can’t take a drunk person seriously, President Griffith, you’re a generous man!”

Another one of Cherish Turner’s good female colleagues spoke up.

However, Yara King was unusually stupid and began to criticize Cherish in front of William Griffith.

“Just because you’re drunk, you can act so arrogantly? President Griffith is a big figure in our company, and this Cherish… she’s so impolite that I don’t know who spoiled her with such a bad temper.”

Yara King’s words obviously intend to curry favor with William Griffith, but it seems that she has shot herself in the foot.

“Miss King really surprises me. I didn’t expect that a colleague in your company would not maintain any professional courtesy, but instead gossip?”

William Griffith actually stood up for Cherish over such a trivial matter, which shocked Yara King.

He openly defended Cherish. What’s so good about that girl!Could it be true, as rumored in the company, that William Griffith likes Cherish Turner?

But, how is that possible?

Yara King sat down in frustration, not daring to look at William Griffith anymore. She had met William Griffith a few times and felt that he was just like a typical businessman, noble and indifferent, shrewd and ruthless.

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But now, he seems a little dangerous and mysterious.

When William saw Cherish in that state, his eyebrows involuntarily twitched as he stared fiercely at Cherish.

George Davis couldn’t stand the strong aura of William Griffith and hurriedly nudged Cherish, who was next to him:

“Cherish, speak more subtly, um, subtly!” Otherwise, you really won’t even know how you died!

At this moment, Cherish Turner paid no attention to backing down, whether she was truly drunk or not, she rushed up and grabbed William Griffith’s collar:

“I won’t, who do you think you are, William Griffith?”

The people at the scene drew a breath of cold air, scared to look at William Griffith’s expression.

George Davis, being a veteran, quickly stood up to signal everyone to leave after they finished eating, leaving only Cherish Turner and William Griffith.

This girl, who does not behave if not disciplined, it’s true, she needs to be taught a lesson!

Cherish Turner didn’t know how she was taken to that flashy black Maserati by William Griffith. By the time she came to her senses, she had already arrived at the entrance of her property complex.

Cherish Turner was so angry, she wouldn’t let William Griffith send her home. If her parents saw this, it wouldn’t turn out good!

With a “clunk”, she opened the car door and prepared to get out of the car, which scared William Griffith. The car was still running, if she rushed out like this and got hurt, what should he do?

“Get away from me or believe it, I will really hit you!” Cherish Turner, emboldened by the slight effects of the alcohol, gave a warning. Nobody should bother her today; she will hit whoever does, one for one, two for a pair! As she said that, Cherish swung her small claws, which were tightly wrapped by William Griffith’s big palm.