Chapter 90 Ivy, Minho's Boss

• Mateo arrived with a convoy of guards and signaled for them to blend in while he took the main entrance. Blowing his suit jacket, he walked in and, as always, smitten eyes bore into his back, but he’d never been one to enjoy the attention.
• Locating his seat, he returned the greeting nods from some guests who recognized the affluence he exuded. He could sense some of them shrinking in intimidation, but only one eye was brazenly staring at him from the corner of his eyes.
• “Someone robbed me of my wife, and since I’m bored, I decided to drop by your little party, Mr. Park.” Matteo was the epitome of calmness and composure as he sipped his champagne before turning to Min-ho.