chapter 15 Baby Leila, he is mean to me!

Sonny was on the verge of a brain hemorrhage.
What does that mean? I've chased you for five years, and you weren't even willing to have a meal alone with me!
The moment this old lover comes, you directly spend the night at their place? And you flaunt your wealth in front of your old lover, splurging like it's nothing?
Can't stand the noise, so you can't go to a hotel room? Have to find excitement on a damn construction site?
Looking at Leila's obviously restless demeanor, then at her tired complexion, red eyes…
The construction site has called it quits, there's no noise anymore, and a night of deep sleep hasn't replenished your energy?
What kind of wild night did you two have yesterday?
Leila felt a bit of a tingling in her scalp as well.
What Titus said was mostly true, but the conveyed meaning had completely twisted.
This bastard, to disgust others, had once again thrown himself into the fray.
But that was also good. No matter how cold and harsh she was on a daily basis, Mr. Simpson was always clinging like a plaster, unlike Titus, who had broken through his defenses with just a few words.
Sometimes Leila wondered, did this guy spend ten years in the army just practicing his mouth?
After a brief internal struggle, Sonny cracked a very reluctant smile, his voice even trembling a bit, "Ms. Hodges, this is my fault. I didn't investigate thoroughly."
Leila was expressionless, not saying anything.
Titus, however, secretly gave him a thumbs-up. This guy was ruthless, showing the demeanor of a general. Who would dare say he didn't have true feelings for Leila? Titus would be the first to object.
Gathering his thoughts, Sonny pursed his lips and said, "Ms. Hodges, about your past with General Jorge, I've heard some. To prevent you from having regrets, I've put a lot of effort into getting you a pass for the memorial service."
Saying so, he carefully placed the pass, marked with the Northern Savage Army's emblem, on the desk as if offering a national treasure.
Leila glanced at Titus standing by.
From learning of Jorge's death yesterday afternoon to now, just overnight, the value of this pass had fermented to an unpredictable extent.
Three days later, even if this ticket was valued at a hundred million, Leila wouldn't be surprised, it might even be priceless.
But even if the ticket was scarce, she wouldn't want it, otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain to be disgusted by Titus? This guy had promised to get the tickets from the Northern Savage Army.
Just about to refuse, Titus spoke out inappropriately again.
He confidently said, "Ms. Hodges, this pass is fake. If you take this ticket there, the Northern Savage Army will definitely beat you out with clubs."
At these words, Leila's expression became subtle, but Sonny exploded.
He looked up like a wounded beast, glaring at Titus, whom he loathed to his bones, "Kid, if you talk nonsense again, be careful I tear up your mouth!"
For a moment, the tormented Leila actually empathized.
Tear it up! Hurry up!
"Tearing up my mouth won't change the truth." Titus said seriously. "This ticket is fake!"
Sonny was about to curse, but the setting wasn't right, and he didn't want to lose his temper in front of Leila, so he took a deep breath to calm himself and said, "Ms. Hodges, this pass was obtained by my grandfather from his old comrades in the Blackhills Military District. You can believe me, this ticket can't be fake."
Leila believed the ticket was real. Although Patrick had retired, his prestige in the Blackhills Military District was still there, and getting a couple of tickets should not be difficult.
The ones who really hyped the price of this pass to the sky were those businessmen who lacked connections but had money and wanted to go to the memorial service to gild themselves.
"Ms. Hodges, don't believe him." Titus found an opportunity to interject. "Just because it's from his grandfather, does it guarantee its authenticity? Is there a possibility that those old comrades bluffed his grandfather? Even if the old comrades didn't bluff, could it be a mistake by the Northern Savage Army? Maybe they intended to send Northern Savage Army's special paper money for burning at Jorge's grave to these old comrades?"
Sonny's face turned green.
He had seen shameless, but never this shameless!
Leila almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
She found that when Titus, this dirty thing, wasn't disgusting her, watching him disgust others was actually a kind of perverted enjoyment.
"Can you shut your damn mouth?!" Sonny suddenly stood up, shaking with anger.
"Leila, he's bullying me." Titus sat next to Leila.
"You…" Sonny's eyes were bloodshot, wishing he could tear this guy apart with his hands!
"Enough." Leila needed to try hard to keep her lips from twitching, and even that oil-smothered Leila didn't sound so repulsive anymore.
"Take the ticket back, I already have one." Leila struggled to maintain her CEO demeanor, indifferently said. "I have a meeting soon, please leave."
Sonny was about to grind his molars to dust, glaring fiercely at Titus before leaving in a rage.
This damn mutt, I'll chop him up and feed him to the dogs sooner or later!
As soon as Sonny left, Titus sat down, glanced at Leila, and said, "You can laugh if you want, just don't show your teeth."
With that, Leila completely lost her composure.
As soon as Sonny left, this bastard started targeting her.
Regaining her composure and the few expressions on her face, Leila pursed her lips and said, "I've already put out the word just now, you have to secure the pass for me."
Titus replied nonchalantly, "What's the rush, there's still time."
Leila didn't urge any further but curiously asked, "Is his pass really fake? Patrick still has a lot of prestige in the Blackhills Military District."
She had believed it, but after Titus's convincing bluster, she also had some doubts.
Hearing this, Titus suddenly stood up, exuding a domineering aura, "I said it's fake, even if the Jade Emperor came, it wouldn't be real! Don't believe me? Just wait and see!"
He left with those words, slamming the door behind him.