Chapter 885

Sylvia couldn't help but laugh. "I've noticed that you women seem to treat getting married as a lifelong goal, as if your only purpose in life is to compete for and snatch up men. Are you all just too bored or lonely with your lives? Is finding a man the only way for you to feel like you have any value?"

Darcie was like this, Tammy was like this, and even this girl Amelia was the same... It seemed like their ultimate goal no matter what their status or background was, was just to get married?!

It's ridiculous, isn't it? Sylvia found herself both amused and exasperated. She didn't know if it was because her man was too attractive or these women were living such narrow-minded lives. Amelia tried to grab Sylvia's chin with her sharp nails but Sylvia easily dodged it and flipped Amelia's arm behind her back. "What? Feeling embarrassed now?"

Amelia's face turned red with anger. "Let go of me! You're from a lowly background yet dare look down on me! Who do you think you are? You're nothing but trash! You don't deserve Franklin! You can never measure up to him yet here you are spouting nonsense!"

"You slut, besides having a pretty face what else do you have?"

"Just wait and see," Amelia cursed furiously. As soon as she saw Sylvia she had texted some bodyguards telling them to come in through the restaurant's back door so they could take care of Sylvia quickly.

"Oh really? Still trying to plot against me?" Sylvia looked at Amelia's beautiful face carefully before saying. "You might not know how strong I am." She patted Amelia on the cheek lightly. "Look at how smooth your little face is; I advise against provoking me any further because one day I might just scratch it off."

She smiled while speaking but Amelia felt an icy chill run down her spine - despite how pretty and attractive she appeared there seemed something devilish about her.

Sylvia had scared Amria so much that she screamed out loud. "Let go of me!"

Sylvia let go of her, and she had been struggling desperately. With a bang, her body hit the door heavily and fell to the ground again.

Her screams attracted two restaurant waiters. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Miss, oh my god! What's wrong with you?"

"Are you injured?"

The waiter quickly rushed over and helped Amelia up from the ground in a flustered manner.

stared at Sylvia after being thrown down,

such high heels, what does it have to do with me?"

you all along, you're the one

in the bathroom for too long, Franklin and Brian

they arrived, they saw Amelia screaming and pointing at Sylvia with a

and immediately complained with a pout, "Daddy, she

"There are two waiters here. You

two waiters looked at each other in confusion, and before Brian could even ask, they

was

over, I had already fallen down

seems that Miss Amelia doesn't

the way, Miss Amelia just mentioned wanting someone to rape me earlier. Miss Amelia... would you like to explain that to everyone?" Sylvia smiled and raised her phone, tapping the screen once. Amelia's furious

loud and

pale instantly. "No...

voice that echoes in the phone recording is hers,

than me that you're

the bodyguards wouldn't show up. But the more she feared, the more it came true. Suddenly, a group of men

question or personal thought. They obeyed Amelia's

her eyes at these incompetent teammates who couldn't read the room. She tried to signal them with eye movements but they didn't understand. "Miss, what's

speak for a moment before shouting at them. "Get out!" The men in black shrank back

heavily. She dared not look

negotiated a deal with Franklin about SouthStar Airlines' powerful strength which could bring great revenue if they could import their planes on a large

But now...

raised his hand and

me; we are canceling our partnership! My

in business circles; no one could escape Franklin

a while to react. He slapped Amelia in the face again, his voice almost squeezed out of his teeth. "Apologize!

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