NOVPUBChapter 1181: Chapter 1181: How Is the Brain Formed?
_1 Chapter 1181 -1181: How Is the Brain Formed?
_1 With a belly full of anger, Wendy Clarke signed her name.
She was angry but could not vent it at Ethan Zhekova, so why not vent it at other people?
After forcefully signing her name, she nonchalantly threw her pen onto the table.
The pen hit the table loudly and bounced quite high up.
The receptionist at the front desk jumped in surprise and looked at Wendy Clarke with astonishment.
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Wendy Clarke gave a cold snort and then went in.
Once she reached Ethan Zhekova’s office, she switched and put on a different face.
After knocking, she heard Ethan Zhekova invite her in.
Peggy Lewis entered, donned with a pleasing smile.
Hankering the door, she turned around only to get slapped by Wendy Clarke.
Wendy Clarke was dumbstruck.
Her head even hit the door because of the force of Ethan Zhekova’s slap.
With a loud bang.
It startled the assistant outside and the passing staff.
They had no idea what was going on inside and why such a loud noise could be heard.
Wendy Clarke’s head was buzzing, where it hit was in severe pain, it felt like a concussion.
The slap by Ethan Zhekova left a burning pain on her face.
The area he hit, from the cheek to the corner of the eye, was affected.
The corner of Wendy Clarke’s eye was in so much pain that it felt like splitting apart.
Even her vision was spotted with white flakes.
“What are you doing!” Wendy Clarke, covering her face, asked with shock and confusion.
Who would have thought, Ethan Zhekova grabbed her hair and forcefully dragged her to the sofa.
With a strong shove, Wendy Clarke fell onto the sofa.
“How is the situation with Pingla Academy?” Ethan Zhekova asked coldly.
Wendy Clarke was caught off guard, forgetting about her pain, she looked at Ethan Zhekova in shock.
How did he find out?
“Did you set your sights on my brother?” Ethan Zhekova said coldly, “Did you think I was useless, and not as good as my brother?”
Right now, Wendy Clarke did not have time to ask how Ethan Zhekova knew something.
If she was to ask that would be admitting to it, wouldn’t it?
So Wendy Clarke had to say, “You’re mistaken, I went to see Cindy.
My parents are there too, if I was really going for your brother, I wouldn’t possibly bring my parents along, would I?”
Ethan Zhekova was not going to listen to her.
Both Cindy and Samson Zhekova had made it very clear, especially Samson Zhekova’s disdain which was so apparent and sincere.
He could tell when it’s an act and when it’s the truth.
“Wendy Clarke, I’m telling you, only you’re stupid, don’t think everyone else is, to be toyed in the palm of your hand,” Ethan Zhekova gripping her hair, pulled her towards him.
With a sudden release of the grip, Wendy Clarke fell back: “Even if you look down upon me, I’m smarter than you.
You, a stupid thing like this, dare to look down on me?”
“Apart from that, you should understand, there’s no one in the Zhekova family that you can manipulate and toy around,” Ethan Zhekova coldly uttered.
“You really are mistaken, I didn’t…” Wendy Clarke denied sternly, “I don’t know who told you but I really didn’t.”
“No?
Who do you think told me?
Of course, it’s Samson Zhekova who told me himself” Ethan Zhekova didn’t mention Cindy Clarke.
Not that he’s so righteous to help Cindy Clarke keep it a secret.
But at this moment, he felt Wendy Clarke didn’t need to know.
Otherwise, wouldn’t that signify that he is just a clown?
He said it as if Samson Zhekova personally told him, making it seem like there’s a close relationship between him and Samson Zhekova.
Wendy Clarke shouldn’t be playing around freely between him and his brother.
If Wendy Clarke was harboring any thoughts towards Samson Zhekova, they have no secret between them brothers, he would know immediately.
Wendy Clarke’s face changed, how did Samson Zhekova know?
“Samson Zhekova is the headmaster of Pingla Academy, you all were waiting for him at the entrance, wouldn’t he know about it?
Whatever you all said at the entrance, someone has long reported it to him,” said Ethan Zhekova.
“Do you know what he said about you?
A woman like you, only a fool would want you,” Ethan Zhekova didn’t want her, so he’s not a fool.
“What do you think you are in the eyes of men?
You’re really conceiting yourself, thinking you’re the heartthrob, men of the Zhekova family are at your disposal?
Whoever you want, you get?
I looked down upon you, you thought others would fancy you?
Thought everyone was a fool, did you?”
“In the past, how you gave birth to a child for Mr.
Lopez for money.
A woman who has been laid by a pig like that, do you think others would want you?”
The words of Ethan Zhekova were too blunt, the men Wendy Clarke had been with each had their disdainful attitude towards her, but no one had ever really told her.
They were not afraid of disappointing Wendy Clarke, instead, they thought it was pointless to waste their breath on her.
They were just having a fling, and would disappear once it was over.
Why bother telling her things and wasting their breath?
Wendy Clarke was genuinely shocked, but she didn’t believe it.
She was surprised that Ethan Zhekova even knew these things.
“So, you, a stupid thing like you, even think I’m stupid?
I was going after you, wouldn’t I know all those ugly things about you?” said Ethan Zhekova, “When I watch you pretend to be pure and innocent in front of me, I find it both hilarious and disgusting.
Moreover, your acting is not great and you lack self-awareness.”
Listening to how Ethan Zhekova belittled her, Wendy Clarke could hold back no longer.
Even if she wanted to please Ethan Zhekova, endure all the humiliation, at this point she couldn’t hold it back, “Then why are you still with me?”
“Since I disgust you, why would you still touch me?
Why keep me?
Why help me?” Wendy Clarke asked.
She quickly thought about it in her heart, Ethan Zhekova was probably infuriated and hence, said whatever came to his mind.
After all, she did thought to cuckold him.
“Of course it’s for Cindy Clarke’s sake.
You thought if it wasn’t for your sister, I would look at you once?” Ethan Zhekova scoffed.
Wendy Clarke exclaimed in shock: “You like Cindy Clarke?”
Ethan Zhekova: “…”
This is truly a fool!
“Why would I want a married woman with a child, who can’t be any benefit to me?” Ethan Zhekova looked incredulously at Wendy Clarke.
How in the world does this dumb woman’s brain function?
“Cindy Clarke is very important to Adrian Zhekova.
I want to deal with Adrian Zhekova, using Cindy Clarke is easier.
Want to deal with Cindy Clarke, getting your help is easier too.
You’re just the means and the way for me to deal with Cindy Clarke.
Do you get it now?”
“Aren’t you afraid that I’ll tell Cindy Clarke or Adrian Zhekova these?” Wendy Clarke retorted.
He thinks he isn’t foolish by revealing this?
Ethan Zhekova gave a cold laugh, “Do you think that if you told them they would treat you any better?
Don’t you get it?
No matter what you do, good or bad, Cindy Clarke wouldn’t share the slightest benefit with you.”
“As long as Cindy Clarke is not willing to, Adrian Zhekova would definitely not treat you any better.
You telling them would just end up being unprofitable and upsetting me, do you understand now?” Ethan Zhekova said coldly.
