"Mr. Chriss..." Jacquelin was in a sorry state, her tearful eyes fixed on Elijah.

However, Elijah frowned, devoid of any sympathy.

"Mr. Chriss, your wife—"

"What about my wife?" he cut in.

"Well..." Jacquelin was at a loss.

Wasn't it clear? She was covered in frappe, and she was trembling all over!

Elijah said coldly, "Ms. Dillon, haven't you always thought of yourself as my mistress? If these were feudal times, you'd be a 'concubine'."

Kasey froze, staring at Elijah.

"Since you're a concubine..." Elijah approached Kasey and stood beside her. "Then, if the legitimate wife scolds you or slaps you, it's only right. Don't be upset about it, okay? What's 'showering' you with a frappe? Even if she were to throw dirty sink water at you out of anger, you'd still have to bear it! Understand?"

"What?!" Jacquelin's face paled.

shocked. In her memory, this seemed to be the first time Elijah stood

believe it. "Elijah, do you

at Kasey. "I'm not senile

Kasey gulped. "I made her look

like someone who's here to uphold

could

first fell into silence, then erupted into praises

expect this from Mr.

As long as a man's brain

she gets to keep her dignity at least!" "They're all intermingled with interests. Given Mr. Chriss' intelligence, how

She pushed her way through the crowd and ran

The onlookers gradually dispersed.

in the joy of Elijah standing

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