It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

Ramon and Leon walked into a small conference room on the same floor where the party was being held, while David and three other bodyguards stood guard at the door and didn't let anyone get close, including Lexus and Lis.

They refused firmly and didn't move at all when Lis tried to break through the four of them.

Only after noticing the many pairs of eyes watching the scene, did Lis stop trying and finally relented and left, so did Lexus.

Lexus was even more suspicious now. Lis seemed to know something while Ramon knew the man, so why was he the only one who didn't know anything?

"Is mom dating that guy and Ramon doesn't agree, that's why he's angry?" Lexus muttered, he made his own analysis, which was almost right. "Ramon shouldn't have to be so harsh, maybe mother is lonely, after all, father died a long time ago..."

In the end, Lexus came to his own conclusions and would be satisfied with this thought, at least until he got a definite answer.

Shrugging his shoulders, Lexus walked into the party again and chatted with a few people to take his mind off the strange happenings just now.

Meanwhile, in a small conference room that could only accommodate four people, Leon stood, facing Ramon.

The two of them stared at each other with expressions on their faces that were hard to read. Both of them were so adept at concealing their respective emotions, it was only natural that they would both be very careful about what they said next.

Ramon then pulled the chair in front of him and sat down. If Leon really wanted to spend the night just staring at each other like this, then it would be best if Ramon saved his energy by sitting down.

"You want me to start this conversation?" Leon asked, he leaned his back against the wall and gazed at Ramon, with a fake smile on his lips. "I thought that since you brought me into this room, you should be the one starting this conversation."

"You know what I want to ask you," Ramon said flatly. "Start talking."

Leon burst out laughing when he heard Ramon's bold words. "For a youngman, you are so impudent. Just like your father."

Ramon narrowed his eyes when he heard Leon talk about his father, but still didn't bother to say anything, because that wasn't the way to deal with someone like Leon.

"You know what your father did to your mother all those years ago?" Leon asked, he observed Ramon's reaction, but nothing, he couldn't read anything from his cold eyes. "Your father is not as good as you think. So is your mother."

Ramon snorted. "You seem stupid," he said lightly and smiled slightly when he saw anger surging in Leon's eyes. "I don't care about something that already happened in the past."

Leon walked forward and pulled out a chair for him to sit on, and now they were facing each other with only a table between them.

"Not only are you stupid, but you're a fool stuck in the past." Ramon's grin grew wider when he saw Leon getting more and more provoked. Using words like this may not be Ramon's style in a tactical conversation, but sometimes it was a much more effective and efficient way to save time than a ruse talk that would take forever.

"The way you talk really reminds me of your father," Leon said.

From what Leon said, Ramon could conclude that his father also knew Leon, it could even be said that they knew each other quite closely, so that Leon could confidently say how his father was.

"I told you that I am not interested in talking about the past of the three of you or the times you two were together." Ramon said that lightly, he even put his hands on the arm of the chair and looked at Leon lazily.

"Then what do you want to know?" asked Leon, smiling.

Leon didn't deny it when Ramon said that he, Lis and his father were acquaintances. This confirmed Ramon's initial assumption.

However, Ramon did not want to know about the past. There was something else he wanted to know.

"Are you the one who asked my wife's best friend to kill me?" asked Ramon matter-of-factly.

Leon smiled. "You wouldn't be offended by such a little trick, would you?" he asked, as if the attempted assassination were a trivial matter. "Think of it as a greeting from me."

"Of course not," said Ramon. "Didn't I give you a gift in return for that greeting? Have you seen it?"

What Ramon meant by returning Leon's greeting was the corpses of two of Leon's subordinates that he had caught when he met Ian in the area of old office buildings.

"Did you like it?" asked Ramon, smiling, he was enjoying the game. And it also brought out the dark side of himself which had not appeared in a long time, watered down by his wife's cheerful aura.

Leon didn't seem bothered by that. "Yes, I like it." He nodded. "I like your gift. I've seen more beautiful things than that."

"I'll give you something more beautiful than that then," said Ramon.

"Certainly." Leon nodded. "I will do the same," his voice sounded like a muttering, as if he was talking to himself.

"You are so brave to come here alone," Ramon said, reading the situation and the opponent he had to face.

"Of course I'm not alone." Leon wore a secretive smile. "You couldn't possibly think I entered this party unprepared, could you?"

Ramon had expected it. Leon had infiltrated his men into tonight's party, but at the same time, Ramon's other bodyguards were also scouring the place once again, checking for anything suspicious.

Ramon would find out how many people Leon had brought in soon.

"I don't think I invited them to this party then." Unbeknownst to Leon, Ramon made a call to Marco discreetly, a small signal that they could start moving now.

"Of course not, Ramon." Leon crossed his legs casually. "But, if you think I brought a battalion of my men to surround this building, then that's a very wrong idea."

Ramon narrowed his eyes. What did he mean? He didn't target this building? Then?

He was starting to have a bad feeling.