Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 148: Not willing to let her go, Greyson also tightened his hold. Candice had to muster every ounce of strength to remain still. "Mr. Lopez, I ask that you treat my wife with the utmost dignity!" Greyson said coldly. "Don't go with him. About the villa, I want to have a word with you," Milton said, staring intently at Candice. "Let her go!" Greyson shouted angrily. The reporters were taken aback by the standoff onstage. The live-streaming platform went offline. Everyone was usually careful about Milton's personal life. But these two men were fighting over a woman in public!

The situation was intense. The troupe's staff were as astounded as everyone else. In any case, why did these two decide to invest in a ballet troupe? It certainly wasn't just for the art. Rich people's lives were complicated. "If anyone has to let go, it's you!" Milton met Greyson's gaze. Candice was caught in the middle, stunned. She was so outraged by their immaturity that she could barely form a coherent sentence. Since they hadn't announced their divorce publicly, it was plainly wrong for her to let go of Greyson now.

Nevertheless, if she rejected Milton's hand, she would have to watch as he tore up the villa her family had lived in for many years. She was desperate to get away from there. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have gotten involved with the two of them in this place. If they really wanted to fight, they could-but it was too late; she was right in the middle of it! Milton was not about to let her go. The last time, she had chosen to rebuff him and defend Greyson. Would she choose him again today? gαℓησνs․cо, your storytelling home He always carried himself with a superior air.

He had already compromised his dignity for her, something unthinkable in the past. At that moment, Candice made up her mind and consciously decided to free herself from Milton's grasp. As she pulled away, she saw Milton's sorrowful expression and was moved by it. Because of the counterforce, she fell back into Greyson's arms. Greyson saw this as a chance to wrap his arm around her waist, hold her close, and cast a scornful glare at Milton. He then left the press conference with Candice. Now, Milton was alone on stage. He made a feeble attempt at self-control before punching the table.

The fragile table immediately cracked. . . .