Chapter 1191

Sally raised her eyes, revealing a glint of coldness. Beatrix shuddered at her intimidating aura as Sally retorted, “Cooper is my husband. Is there an issue with me bringing him here?”

“Well, only you know if he's your genuine husband,” retorted Beatrix. “Everyone knows what General Loake did, and you're no longer the commander's daughter, so why would Cooper take a liking to you?”

Beatrix paused for a moment before raising her voice. “I bet he's only after your body!”

The group of heiresses behind Beatrix could not contain their laughter.

Sally furrowed her brows. She could not understand why these women did not seem to grow intellectually. Every time they wanted to embarrass her, they only had one tactic—verbal insults, and it was always the same kind of insults. Sally had grown sick of it.

Seeing Sally frown, Beatrix thought she had hit a sore spot and embarrassed her. It made Beatrix feel good.

to get your father out of prison. Tsk, to think a commander's daughter, once pure and esteemed, would choose to sacrifice herself for the Loake family

her ramblings before she replied indifferently, “So you think Cooper is not my husband? Well, we have officially registered our marriage. Of course, I'm pure and esteemed. Have you seen me fooling around with any men

seem to enjoy destroying other people's relationships. I remember you once used your connection with

but that did not mean she

to snatch other people's boyfriends. Moreover, Eurydice is her cousin. You

with rage when she saw how Sally's

fun at a bar. In the end, Josephine and her friends humiliated Sally such that she could not counterattack and

became so good at talking back

enraged that she started to blabber, “So what if you

them. He bent

she smelled a familiar scent. She turned her head to look at the man. “What brings you here? I

you,” Cooper answered gently and lowered his head

the way he said them was too intentional. Sally felt her

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