At this moment, the nameless anger suddenly erupted from Wyatt’s chest, and his eyes were cold and intimidating.
He was about to throw a punch and teach this Zayne Dy a lesson when a figure suddenly appeared behind him, kicking Zayne Dy, who stood up, to the ground again and then started to throw a series of punches at Zayne’s face, his body—trying to break the old man’s bones.
“Simon!” Ivy shouted to stop the man.
Simon threw one last punch and got up. He turned to Ivy. “I went to your company, and your assistant told me that you came here. And I’m surprised to see this s**t!” he said and kicked Zayne, who tried to get up from the floor.
Simon walked over casually, ignoring Wyatt’s presence, and handed over the flower that he put down on the table near the door. “For you,” he said and
