Chapter 911 Disagree

"I can give you the identity you want, but there is a premise," Zion said in a deep voice. Mila's eyes lit up. "Mr. Delgado said, 'I'll promise you anything.'" She edged closer to Zion and stepped forward, her slender fingers rolling in front of his chest. "Including me." In the face of Mila's temptation, Zion was nothing, but sick, and he was sick at the thought of her secret dealings between many big men. Had it not been for his lack of time to deal with her, where would she be showing off here? "Don't make trouble for me now or in the future," Zion said in a cold voice. He hated it, but he didn't push Mila away immediately. Mila chuckled in his ear. "Yes, I know what you mean." Two people hug just as the door of the compartment was opened. Zion slightly frowned, he clearly ordered, not to allow people to come in casually without his approval, who was so ignorant of the rules?