The Power of a Sugar Daddy

"You little brat, it's a shame I can't dance on your grave."

"But I can pose you in all sorts of strange positions. Thinking about it, that sounds pretty nice too."

Zhao Hai looked thoroughly satisfied, though in the end, he still did not do it.

The Heaven Group's former top strategist might have acted as though he did not care about appearances, but deep down, he had his own dignity.

These things—

He understood.

Joking around was one thing. If Zhao Hai really did it, Wang Ye would probably be the first to come kill him.

Removing the cigarette butt that was nearly burned out from Zhang Ziliang's mouth, Zhao Hai pushed him into the elevator and returned to his own office. He had Zhang Ziliang sit beside him while he buried himself in work once more.

After leaving the Heaven Group building, Wang Ye's state of mind had changed again in just a few short dozen minutes.

His face was cold, his body radiating sharpness as he arrived at the Heaven Group prison.

No matter what, everything had to continue.

Wang Ye rubbed his face to keep it from looking too stiff, then forced out a smile that looked humble and ingratiating.

"I've already obtained the goods. These are all supplies we can use for our Heavenly Court in the future!"

Wang Ye carried a cloth sack in his hand and spoke proudly. Then he cautiously glanced outside and lowered his voice. "I've already sent the guards away. I'm sorry you had to suffer such humiliation."

As he spoke, Wang Ye hurriedly untied the ropes around the little girl.

The little girl's expression was extremely ugly. Several times, she nearly erupted in fury, but when she remembered that Wang Ye was the only person she could currently