Throw Her Out

Zaire twisted the doorknob and strode out of the presidential suit in a tailor-made black suit that accentuated his otherworldly appearance.

Upon seeing the peerlessly handsome Zaire, Venus unconsciously gulped down and her fingers dug into her palm. Even though Venus' fingers were digging into her palm, her face was calm, as if she couldn’t feel the pain that resulted from her actions.

Zaire is really the most impeccably handsome man Venus has ever set her eyes on. Moreover, not only was Zaire handsome, but he was also wealthy and a genius. Such a top-notch, high-quality man, how can Venus ever dare to leave such a man for a woman like Lotus?

Thinking like this, Venus' determination to win Zaire increased immediately. She ran toward Zaire, her heels clinking against the floor softly, and cried out behind him. “Zaire, wait for me…”

Before Venus could complete her words, Zaire had already shut the door of his car and had already driven out of the club.

Venus froze, and her fingers du