Chapter 1140 Tolerant

Curiosity flickered in Ivanka’s eyes. Four men were in the private room. They were all in suits. Each of them sat in a different posture. Some were sitting with their backs straight while others were lounging casually. Some were swirling red wine in their glasses and tasting it.

Because of their presence—or rather, Ivanka’s arrival—everyone froze still. They all stared fixedly at her and Jonah.

Alfred Brooks narrowed his eyes and nudged the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He said with a faint smile, “Things seem a little different today.”

He was saying this to Jonah.

Next to him, a gentle-looking man named Matthew Khing also gave a faint smile. “A little? No, it’s drastically different.”

When has Jonah ever brought a woman to this place?

Technically, they should ask: When had Jonah hung out with any woman ever?

Although there were lots of rumors about him, he was never a ladies’ man. All these years, he never dated any women. He never cared about those photoshopped pictures of