"Mr. Wilson, I have something to discuss with King Blake. Please... kindly excuse us." The veins on Wendy's forehead bulged, and she was about to lose control of her temperament.
Mr. Wilson who had just wiped away the sweat on his forehead, had begun sweating again. He looked at King Blake nervously. Without King Blake's permission, he did not dare to leave.
Hunter saw the three people and quickly analyzed what had happened. When he saw the torn blank paper on the ground, he immediately understood the situation.
"Mr. Wilson, come with me. This contract has been torn apart. I happen to have another one in my office. Why don't you sign it first and we will send it to you when King Blake signs it?" Hunter quickly intervened.
"Okay, okay." Mr. Wilson quickly followed Hunter.
"Ms. Morgen, since we've canceled the engagement, don't call me Blake anymore. I'm afraid it'll cause a misunderstanding." King Blake calmly filled his glass with water.