Hearing the words "leave with nothing", Daniela finally understood why Antonia had asked her to meet today.

She was mistaken about Daniela wanting to split the assets with Sebastian, so she wanted to force her to leave with nothing?

Daniela gave a cold smile, picked up the document on the table and tore it up directly.

"You!"

Antonia "bang" jumped up from her seat.

Seeing Daniela tearing the agreement into four pieces, a surge of anger went straight to her head, and without thinking, she raised her hand.

Daniela directly picked up the coffee on hand and splashed it on her face.

She looked coldly at Antonia in front of her, pointed at her swollen left cheek: "What, Mrs. You are going to disfigure me?"

Her face was covered with patchy medicine marks, with several fingerprints on her snow-white skin, which looked a bit hideous.

Coupled with Daniela's cold expression, Antonia's heart skipped a beat.

That slap somehow didn't come down.

Only the sound of coffee dripping from her head kept on, constantly stimulating Antonia's nerves.

"Okay, okay. We were all fooled by you these three years."

"I really want the old lady to have a good look at her beloved granddaughter-in-law. What a fierce existence she is."

Daniela calmly got up: "I was just defending myself."

"Mom, don't be so angry. Look, you're getting wrinkles."

Antonia's face twisted for a moment because of her words.

Daniela chuckled.

She knew that Antonia cherished her face the most.

She picked up the things on the ground, glanced at the scattered agreement: "I already signed the agreement with Sebastian. Don't worry, Sebastian is very cautious about the Romero Group, you don't have to worry about me taking anything from your Romero Family."

"Instead of forcing me to sign a new agreement, you might as well go and persuade Sebastian to get a divorce with me sooner."

With that, Daniela carefully avoided the coffee spilled on the ground and walked out slowly.

Antonia looked coldly as she walked out, suddenly reached out and swept all the things on the table to the ground.

Tabletop signs, milk, sugar all scattered on the ground.

The waiter boy was startled again, but still gritted his teeth and brought Antonia a towel.

"That... Auntie, do you want to wipe it?"

Antonia suddenly raised her head and glared at him.

The boy was so scared that he took a step back.

Fortunately, Antonia didn't say anything, grabbed the towel from his hand, wiped it a few times, and threw it back on the table.

The boy had no choice but to reach out for it.

Antonia "clap" pressed the towel on the table, slowly raised her head: "Am I that old?"

"Ah?"

The boy was dumbfounded, he smiled bitterly: "No... no."

"Then why do you call me auntie?"

"Bang!"

Antonia kicked the corner of the table fiercely.

She got up angrily, took out her phone and made a call: "I don't care how you do it, all the money invested in the Flores Family, get it back to me today."

She hung up the phone, but the anger in her heart didn't subside, after thinking for a while, she made another call: "Where are you?"

A young man's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone: "At home. Sis, what's wrong?"

Antonia's expression softened a little, she said: "Come to my villa."

"Okay."

This time, Antonia's expression was better, she walked out gracefully.

The waiter boy breathed a long sigh of relief.

Scary.

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On the other side, Patrick quickly got out of bed, picked up the clothes beside him and put them on quickly.

The noise woke the other person in the blanket.

She threw a pillow out in displeasure, complaining: "Ah... what are you doing so early in the morning?"

Patrick turned sideways to avoid it, jumped to the edge of the bed and kissed the person in the blanket: "My Miss Romero, your mom is looking for me, she doesn't seem to be in a good mood."