YOKED TO A BILLIONAIRE BY VENNEH LISAH

Davon's lips curled up slightly.

Violla bit her bottom lip and asked courageously, "There's no issue with my one-million reward right?"

"Of course not." Davon waved his hands. "You were successful in your mission,in the shortest time possible , something that doctors had failed to do in days; I should double your reward!"

"Two million?" Violla was ecstatic. "Thank you, Mr. Roman, thank you!"

She immediately took out a note on which she had written her banking information long ago. She stretched it out neatly and handed it to Cruze. "Please transfer the funds into this account, hehe!"

"Uh…" Cruze took the note and looked at Davon cautiously.

"I will transfer two million without leaving out a single penny, but…" Davon pushed an iPad in front of her. "Explain this to me first."

"What?" Violla took a look at the iPad and became horrified.

A piece of trending news appeared on the ipad's screen: Leila, the young lady of the Stanleys, participated in the 9th met Gala and became the center of attention with a long-lost ruby ​​necklace from East Nation!!

In the photo, Leila beamed with a bright smile with the ruby ​​necklace gleaming on her chest. Violla hurriedly closed this link. She did not expect so many media outlets to be covering the matter.

Thanks to the ruby necklace, Leila had become the center of everyone's attention!

"Th-this…" Violla lowered her head and stammered; she was at a loss for an explanation.She did not even dare to look up at Davon because she could feel he was looking at her like he was about to eat her up.

"Mr. Roman, please excuse me ." Cruze had cleverly chosen to leave the room at that time.Violla panicked even more. She opened her mouth and tried to explain but she did not know where to start.

"How should I put it?Should I tell him that the children have lost the Smiths ancestral bracelet and that Amira and Leila wanted me to compensate them by threatening to report the incident to the police and media otherwise? Should I tell him that since I'm unable to compensate them, I could only use the ruby necklace as collateral…If I tell him all this, the children will be exposed… Davon will accuse me of lying, and I won't be able to leave this office alive…" Violla contemplated.

"You have one minute." Davon arrogantly leaned back on the leather chair and lit his cigar slowly.

"I…" Since she could not give him an explanation, she could only make a fool of herself. "In the car that day, you threw the necklace away yourself. Someone probably picked it up, or…"

"Try lying to me again? But this time make it believable." Davon raised his brows with a murderous vibe.

"I…" Violla trembled with fright and dared not to talk nonsense again.

"Seeing how greedy you are, you'll definitely return to pick up the necklace after you got off the car ." Davon stared at her coldly. "Now, why is the necklace in that woman's hands?"

"I don't know." Violla's voice had been reduced to the size of a mosquito by now.

"You gave it to her?" Davon questioned. Violla did not dare to speak, let alone look at him.Running out of patience, Davon got up and slowly approached her.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Violla backed away anxiously, feeling that she would be torn apart by him.

"What do you think?" Davon squeezed her chin, raised her face, and looked into her eyes. "No one has ever dared to give my things away to others, you are the first!"

"No, I…" Violla wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start.

"It seems like you are hiding something," Davon sneered, "So, how are you going to explain it to me?"

"I'm sorry…" Violla bowed her head and apologized, "It is reasonable that I should compensate, but this is a hundred million. I won't be able to afford it even if you sell me off."

"All right, we'll do what you just said!" Davon interrupted her and turned around to return to his seat. He then picked up a pen and paper and started writing.

"Uh…" She was dumbfounded. "What are you doing?"

"You asked me to sell you off to repay your debt." He quickly drafted a simple debt repayment agreement and handed it to her. "Sign, and press your fingerprint!"

Violla took a look and could not help being stunned.

Debt Settlement Agreement: Violla Milan owes Davon Roman 100 million. Deducting 2 million in bonuses, she now owes 98 million and voluntarily collateralized herself to Davon Roman. From now on, Violla Milan shall obey all of Davon's orders and always be on-call.

"You can repay me 98 million now, or return my ruby ​​necklace, or sign this debt repayment agreement. Decide for yourself!" He tapped on the agreement with a pen as if he were a judge pronouncing her fate with a gavel.She suddenly felt thunderstruck. Her world was spinning so fast that she almost fainted.

"How could I have forgotten that the Devil is inherently cruel and greedy? How dare I mess with him? Do I have a death wish?" Violla thought.

"Hmm?" Davon was losing his patience.She had countless countermeasures flashing through her mind like a barrage. Soon, she chose the simplest one.

"You gave me this necklace and many people can testify that. Since it's mine, I can do whatever I want with it. So why should you make me pay for it? You can't justify it even if you go through the legal process." Violla snapped.

"Very good." Davon's lips curled up. "Are you discussing law with me?"

"Th-That's how it was." Violla pretended to be calm.

"I did give it to you, but you gave it back to me." He started to explain, "Since you gave it back to me, it's not yours anymore,it's mine to throw away. However, you ran back to get it and then gave it to someone else without my permission."

He immediately called Cruze, "Call the lawyer."

"Yes, Sir." Cruze said .

"W-wait a minute." She panicked immediately. "Mr. Roman let's discuss this properly."

"Weren't you confident a minute ago?" Davon raised his eyebrows.

"I don't understand." Her legs became feeble and she wanted to cry. "You threw away a necklace worth 100 million just like that, which means you don't care at all. So why should I pay?"

"I can give you a necklace worth 100 million or throw it away, but I don't allow other women to wear it on their necks. That is an offense to me!" Davon snarled.

Davon solemnly warned, "You must pay for your irresponsible behavior!"

Violla was speechless. "I shouldn't have underestimated his manipulativeness.I shouldn't have overestimated Leila's IQ, either! That stupid woman actually strutted around with the ruby ​​necklace. She doesn't know that she is bringing trouble to herself and me." Violla thought.

"I don't have the patience to argue with you." Davon checked his watch. "If you don't sign, I'll leave it to the lawyer."

"I…" She was flustered. After thinking about it, she said tentatively, "Please give me some time. I will return the necklace to you, all right?"

"Fine, I'll give you a chance." He nodded. "You tell me the time."

"Seven days?" Violla asked tentatively.Davon did not speak but frowned slightly.

"Th-three days?" She immediately flinched. "If I can't return your necklace within three days, I-I will sign this agreement."

"You promised this yourself; I didn't force you to." He leaned on his seat gracefully, looking generous. "I will wait for you here at the same time three days from now.Okay beautiful."

"Okay." Violla voiced out.

Violla did not know how she got out of the building. It was already 7:40 p.m., and all her colleagues had got off work.She called for a cab and was on the verge of crying when she was in the vehicle.

"Why is everyone is against me? First, it was Leila and her mother. Now it's Davon. They just keep coming for me, one worse than the one before.....I just want to live a peaceful life. Why won't they let me go…" Violla worried.

"Where are you heading?" the taxi driver asked.

"I…" She was startled and said, "Bar DWF"

After thinking about it carefully, she decided to confess those things to the escort In Debt, to discuss it with him and face it together.

"Davon forced me into this because he likes me and wants me for himself.If I tell him the truth, take my boyfriend to see him, and explain my situation clearly, Davon will no longer have such thoughts.And then I will find a way to return the ruby ​​necklace to him. That will resolve everything." She ruminated.

Thinking of this, she texted escort In Debt: I'm reaching the bar soon. Are you there yet?

There was no reply from him. Violla then recalled her chat history with the "escort In Debt".Although the number in her phone's contact list had been deleted, the messages were not.

Thus, she sent a text message to his old number.Remembering that he said his old number had been deactivated, she sent the same text message to his new number, and saved it under "escort In Debt 2".

Soon, escort In Debt 2 called, "Baby, I'm on my way to the bar. Where are you? I'll pick you up."

"It's fine. I got a cab," she said, "escort, I want to talk to you after the show tonight."

"Sure." Drew was overjoyed." As long as I can spend more time alone with her, our relationship will improve." He thought.

"We'll talk later. See you at the bar." Violla said.

"See you there."After hanging up, Drew made a call and gave his instructions.

"Send nine hundred and ninety-nine red roses to Bar DWF And bring me my ten-carat ring."

Meanwhile on the other side of town,an extended Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared. Davon could not help but feel puzzled when he received Violla's text message.

"She firmly broke up with me before and returned the money to me. During this time, she hasn't contacted me at all. Why did she suddenly send me this text?She doesn't seem to be testing waters, nor is she requesting to make up. On the contrary, the tone of her message…it's like how we used to contact each other every day…Besides, I haven't been to Empire Night for a long time. Why is she suddenly asking me to go to the bar?" Davon contemplated.

Something about that message made Davon feel as if he and Violla had been keeping in touch.

Thinking of this, he told Cruze, "Check and see if Violla has gone to Empire Night or DWF ."

"Yes, Sir." Cruze investigated and reported immediately.

"Mr. Roman, Empire Night said that Miss Milan hadn't been there for a long time." The security department found that she took a taxi and headed southwest.We ran a check on the license plate of that taxi with the Ministry of Transportation. It is heading towards Bar DWF.She just got out of the car at the back door of Bar DWF." Cruze reported.

"Why would she go there,I thought the performance was only three times a week?" Davon frowned and then ordered, "Have someone drive my Aston Martin over and bring the previous equipment."

"The Aston Martin was crashed last night by Mr. Wesley and was damaged. It was sent for repair this morning. Your equipment is in another car. Would you like the other car to be driven here?"

"Damaged?" Davon narrowed his eyes. His instincts told him something was wrong.