The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never
Chapter 877

Our Phillips Group has been blacklisted by our partner.

What tricks do you have up your sleeve to salvage the partnership?”

He scrutinized Lydia with a mocking sneer, insinuating, “Do you really think the partner will hand the project over just because you’ve charmed him?”

On the other end of the line, Hannah hadn’t hung up.

Henry’s biting tone caused her to frown deeply.

It seemed the previous reprimand hadn’t been lesson enough.

How dare he address Lydia in such a manner!

Slap!

Then, a sharp slap resonated through the phone.

Lydia, her palm throbbing from the impact, glared icily at Henry.

“Accuse me falsely again, and I swear I’ll shut your mouth for good.

”

“How dare you strike me?!” Henry bellowed, leaping up.

Stumbling in his drunkenness, he lunged at Lydia.

But Lydia, nimble and swift, sidestepped and delivered another kick.

Bang!

Henry crashed to the floor, his head colliding with the nearby cabinet, eliciting a cry of agony.

“You brought this upon yourself! Ha!” Lydia’s gaze was icy as she surveyed the clumsily sprawled figure.

“Invade my room with your madness again, and I swear, I’ll send you tumbling from the second floor to the first.

”

Henry, clutching his head, howled, “You’ve crossed a line! Lydia Philips!”

“If you don’t leave this instant, I’ll personally ensure your descent from the second floor!”

Henry’s shock at Lydia’s demeanor was palpable.

Regaining a sliver of clarity, he slurred, “I’m the destined heir of the Phillips family! Your efforts are futile.

You’ll never have the opportunity.

”

Lydia, unfazed, announced, “Leave now, or I’ll have the servants remove you.

Or better yet, let’s involve our parents and create a spectacle for them.

”

Approaching the door, she threw him a disdainful look, her voice dripping with irony.

“There you stand, the so-called manager of the Phillips Group, neglecting the company’s affairs for nightly escapades of drinking.

You’ve not secured any business, only accrued debts,” she pointed out sharply.

Enraged by her accusations, Henry bellowed, “Debts? What debts do I have?”

Ignoring his rant, Lydia firmly declared, “I’ll count to three.

Depart on your own, or be escorted out.

”