Chapter 727: Chapter 727: The Wager!
Warren Yorke was following right behind Ivy Kensington, and as soon as he entered, the people in the private room respectfully greeted him.
Ivy Kensington was momentarily taken aback but quickly saw Warren Yorke walking up to her.
Warren Yorke’s eyes were cold, like a viper locking onto its prey, and he spoke with a menacing tone, "What a coincidence, Miss, we meet again!"
At the moment she saw him, Ivy Kensington instinctively pressed her lips together.
Unexpectedly, this pervert turned out to be Mr. Yorke’s son!
"Hello, young Mr. Yorke, I’m Ivy Kensington from The Ford Group."
Ivy Kensington calmed down and gracefully extended her hand for a shake, pretending nothing had happened earlier.
Warren Yorke licked his lips, intrigued by this woman!
Warren Yorke reached out with his other hand, gripping Ivy Kensington’s palm tightly, deliberately caressing her smooth hand back with his fingers.
Ivy Kensington restrained the urge to dislocate his hand again, skillfully withdrawing her hand from his grip.
She then inconspicuously rubbed her hand on her clothes.
Naturally, Warren Yorke noticed this motion, cursing her as a bitch in his heart!
Soon, she’ll be begging him to touch her!
With this thought, Warren Yorke boldly moved to the center of the room, "Get me an orthopedic doctor."
"Young Mr. Yorke, are you injured?"
The people around him quickly expressed their concern.
Aeterna Pharmaceuticals is a listed company, and now that Mr. Yorke is nearing his end, Warren Yorke is next in line for the chairman position. It’s a sure bet to get on his good side, and no one in this room dares to offend him!
Warren Yorke impatiently glanced at him, "Why ask so many questions? Hurry and do it!"
Immediately, the person dared not say more and hurriedly went to get an orthopedic doctor.
Ivy Kensington had dislocated one of his hand bones. When the doctor arrived, they set his bone back in place with a touch.
"Young Mr. Yorke, take care of your hand."
The doctor advised.
Warren Yorke’s gaze fell on Ivy Kensington, who was being isolated by the crowd. Everyone knew about the rift between Blackwood Group and The Ford Group. Her coming here today is likely because of that.
When begging for help, one can’t avoid feeling belittled!
Warren Yorke said, "Miss Kensington, why are you standing still? Drink up."
Ivy Kensington detected his underlying intent; he wanted her to drink to apologize!
"Young Mr. Yorke, apologies."
Ivy Kensington didn’t hesitate and directly picked up a glass of wine from the table and drank it.
The nearly 40-proof alcohol was downed in one go by Ivy Kensington, leaving everyone present stunned!
Warren Yorke’s face darkened.
That damn woman!
She has some guts!
With a playful smile, Warren Yorke continued, "What’s the fun in just drinking? If Miss Kensington wants me to sign the renewal contract, it’s not impossible. We can place a bet outside, and if Miss Kensington beats me, I’ll sign that contract right away!"
Warren Yorke spoke with derision in his tone.
He’s an old hand at gambling, and Ivy Kensington looked like someone who’s never handled such games; she’s likely to lose to him!
As long as she loses...
With this thought, a trace of lust appeared in Warren Yorke’s eyes as he ogled Ivy Kensington up and down.
"If she loses, Miss Kensington will be mine tonight!"
"Young Mr. Yorke is in for a delightful night!"
Hearing this, everyone around cheered and looked at Ivy Kensington as well.
From the moment she entered, they had noticed her.
She wore light makeup, yet her features remained striking. Her aura was pure, clad in a light pink professional outfit, perfectly outlining her figure, far surpassing the bunny girls in the private room by a mile!