Chapter 28 Fulfilling All Her Requests

As soon as the words fell, Ava abruptly pulled her hand back and was about to leave. However, an ignorant fool blocked her path.

"Ava, I really underestimated you." Tyrone stood in front of her, his previously handsome face now carrying a hint of cunning.

Ava said, "Step aside!"

Tyrone didn't budge. "Who is your sugar daddy?"

Av said, "Tyrone, stop calling everyone a sugar daddy. I don't have such an insatiable appetite as you do."

Tyrone said, "You're just being stubborn. But the sugar daddy you found really has some skills. He actually managed to pull Director Garrett down from his position."

Ava was surprised. She didn't expect Ethan's methods to be so strong that he directly removed someone to let her enter the competition. No wonder she hadn't seen Director Garret at the competition.

"Now that you know, stay away from me. If you really provoke me, I won't be polite." She turned to look at Tasha. "And you, keep your woman in check, otherwise..."

She raised her phone and was full of threats.

Tyrone was angry and wanted to grab her but was stopped by Tasha, who shook her head at him.

Ava sneered and left in front of the two of them in a dignified manner.

Tasha immediately nestled into Tyrone's arms. "Tyrone, can you please pay less attention to her in the future?"

Tyrone asked, "Are you jealous? She's just a woman who's been used by an old man. I'm not interested."

Tasha asked, "Well, that's about right, but what about the finals? Why do I feel like she's determined to win?"

A calculating glint flashed in Tyrone's eyes as he leaned in close to her ear and said something, causing Tasha's eyes to suddenly light up.

Two days later, Ava successfully entered the semi-finals.

During the semi-finals, not only were samples required, but the perfumers also had to submit their formulas.

Ava wasn't very satisfied with her work this time. She always felt like something was missing due to being too busy lately and lacking inspiration.

After submitting the information, she left. This time, she was relieved that she didn't encounter that disgusting couple, Tasha and Tyrone.

The black motorcycle raced into the courtyard of the Smith Vila. She looked like a knight returning in the wind, clad in a black motorcycle suit. Looking against the light, she seemed like a futuristic warrior returning through time.

Just as she was about to go in and get a good night's sleep, the door opened, and a figure sat leisurely on the sofa.

Ava gritted her teeth and stood still.

Ethan said, "If you dare to leave, I'll make the Smith family suffer."

Ava thought, ‘Not this line again!’

She took a deep breath and put on a polite and courteous smile as she walked in. "Mr. Davis, welcome to our home uninvited. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Ethan said, "Speak nicely."

Ava asked, "What? Are you craving my body again? Didn't you get enough last time?"

Ethan stood up and hugged her with one hand, staring into her mercilessly fickle eyes, his voice ambiguous. "You're right. With you, I can never have enough."

Ava said, "Alright, then ask for it multiple times until you're sick."

As she spoke, she unzipped her zipper, preparing to fight.

Ethan's face darkened. "Ava, do you think of me as a dog in heat?"

Ava asked, "And if I do?"

Ethan clenched his fists, wishing he could pin her down on the sofa and give her a good beating to see when she would behave. But it didn't matter. He didn't mind slowly training something he was interested in.

He straightened his clothes and sat back on the sofa, pointing to the kitchen. "I'm hungry. Go and cook for me."

Ava said, "Sorry, Mr. Davis, we're out of ingredients."

Ethan took out his phone and made a call. "Immediately bring over ingredients and fulfill Miss Smith's every need."

Ava said, "Ethan, you..."

Ethan said, "If Miss Smith is unwilling, we can also have sex in the yard. Cooking, or do you, choose one."