Chapter 111 Then Get Out of My House

Harry's face turned gloomy on hearing Yolanda's voice. Lola Li, to his surprise, answered the video call from Yolanda.

Lola Li giggled, phone in her hand, "Mr. Si, I just had a real fun!" It was really nice! Treading on the woolen carpet barefoot was of course comfortable.

Harry could tell from the seductive voice that she was on purpose.

Yolanda couldn't recognize the voice, but she knew for sure it was a women's voice.

The very saying of having fun inevitably left her to imagine more.

Face distorted in rage, Yolanda wondered how many scandals Harry was tangled with.

But she was gloat about her wise favor for such a sought-after man. A great many scandals were in fact a strong proof of her smart choice.

A woman in sports suit suddenly appeared on the screen. Yolanda had a clear glance at her face, the face of the woman who had gone for nowhere for four years.

It was Lola Li! That bitch again! She clenched her fists, "Harry!" Yolanda's heartbroken voice was heard from the line.

She remembered he once declared he would never be with Lola Li. But what the hell were they doing now?

Grudge, desperation and grief touched every nerve of her at the moment.

Having heard Yolanda's voice, Harry took the phone and hung up, throwing a chilly glance to the woman who now lost all her commanding bearing seen in the company in the daytime.

"How dare you hurt her?"

The question tinged with frozen tone stiffened Lola Li's smile, and then wiped it all out.

One was icy-cold; one awkward in the depressing air.

Lola Li totally underestimated what Yolanda meant to Harry. She even hold the delusion that Harry still felt for her.

There was a likelihood that his invitation simply proved for business. Perhaps she overthought.

In that case, why did he mess with her again and again? Did he intend to win her over as a mistress with his fame and fortune?

The long time silence and mutual gaze finally ended the moment Lola Li's phone rang.

She picked up the phone in numb from her bag on the sofa. It turned out to be a strange number.

"Hello?" Her voice faltered. She turned her back toward Harry.

"Lola, it's me." A familiar man's voice came from the phone. She knew who he was at once.

Why on earth did Thomas Herren call her now? They have been out of touch since they last met at grandpa's birthday party.

"Hello, Mr. Herren." Lola suddenly changed her tone. An inexplicit bitterness welled up in her.

Harry frowned at the name. Had she been in touch with Thomas Herren all the time?

He calmly sat on the sofa, picked up the half glass of red wine and continued to sip it.

"Are you busy now?" Thomas Herren was now at office, rubbing his sore temple. He came back today.

With eyes glued to her feet, she answered, "No, I'm not. What?"

"You free tomorrow night? I wanna treat you a dinner." He stated out his intention directly. Lola Li was about to refuse the invitation, but considering the presence of the man behind, she said, "Ok, what time will be? I'll be on time." She gently replied. In a daze, Thomas Herren wondered what was happening over there.

"When do you knock off? I will come to pick you up."

"Six, normally. I'll let you know when I'm off-duty." With her sweet voice, Thomas Herren concluded, if right, she was not alone.

"All right. It's getting late. Good night!" He checked the time, knowing it's time to go home.

"Good night." Lola Li put the phone back to her bag after hanging up the phone, then walked straight towards the door.

Harry's face turned pale after he witnessed such a phone dating. "Stop!" And now she was going to leave without saying a word?

A low and stern voice came from behind her. She stopped, saying, "Mr. Si, it's late. You can talk to me in the company tomorrow." From the way she spoke, she was up to no good. Flames of anger surged up within him.

Did she have to be such an obstinate mule? She just never gave in, didn't she?

"You really think you can come and go of your own will, huh?" As the voice came close, Lola Li was ready to rush out.

Seeing through her next move, Harry yanked her back in the chest after striding forward a few steps.

Her lips seems more attractive without wearing a red lipstick.

He kissed her softly and felt her breathing. Lola Li pushed him away and gave him a sound slap right in his stern face.

Air and time stopped at this moment. The whole villa fell into dead silence.

Lola felt pins and needles in her hand, saying, "What do you take me for? A whore who is always at your beck and call? She could keep her voice cool when looking at his profile, but the very thought of what he just said completely overwhelmed her. "If you are afraid I will lay my hands on your fiancee, then stay away from me!" She raised her voice.

Harry licked his wound, fixed his eyes on the woman and placed his right hand on her white neck.

"Lola Li, you daredevil!" As the unmerciful threatening rang in her ear, he started to pinch her neck with his big palm.

Although she exerted all efforts to shake off his hand, he didn't budge an inch.

At the sight of cunningness and coldness on his face that were seen four years ago, Lola Li closed his eyes, tears tricking down through her cheeks.

She had no clue why she shed tears. Was that because of grievance? Or fear? Or pain, perhaps. All that was truly unknown to her.

As time clicked away, he stopped his pinching, stonily staring at the crying woman.

Keeping the pent-up caring at bay, he relentlessly yelled, "I'm here to get back at you, Lola Li! Don't forget about it! You are just an ordinary woman to me and there is nothing serious between us, "

A note of scathing sarcasm was disclosed in her smiling.

Good! In that cases, she said, "Thanks for your reminding. I don't wanna see you for the rest of my life." She obstinately looked into his eyes, and thought to herself, "she can't lose no matter how mighty he looks like. She must hold on to last."

Harry instantly flied into fury and violently shook her away. "Then get out of my house!" Lola Li lost her balance and bumped against the door. Lucky for her, she didn't hurt herself.

"Asshole! He was insane!"

She cursed silently. Putting on her shoes, she opened the door and dashed out. Before she slapped the door, she shot back, "You jerk, Harry!" The door closed with a bang, and the woman left. The whole world became silent.