Chapter 333 The Trump Card

David was Ivan's last chance. He would have to wait four years to get revenge if he lost it. Ivan was not reconciled and got angrier when he thought about it. He grabbed David by the collar with a stern face and veins on his forehead bulging. "Tell me clearly. You were the one who proposed. Now you suddenly let me pretend that I haven't heard it. Are you kidding me!" Grabbed by the collar, with neck strangled and face flushing, David slapped Ivan's hand violently. He finally broke free from his hand, panting heavily. "Mr. Ivan. Calm down. Just listen to me." Only then did Ivan realize what he had done. He suddenly came back to his senses, with guilt on his face, "I'm sorry. I was too emotional. I just..." "It's okay!" David adjusted his breathing and sat down opposite him again. Of course, he wouldn't blame Ivan. When he visited him a few times before, Ivan was numb and lost interest in everything. Now his ru