Chapter 56

Abel put down his fork again. He had no mood to continue eating.

Even if Abel ate the food, he would not be feeling well. He would only feel uncomfortable and could not digest the food.

"What I say now is useless. No one will believe me. Instead, everyone will think that I'm a scum who evades responsibility. Now even my mother thinks so!"

"You're indeed a scum!" Emmeline took a sip of cereal.

Hearing this, Abel suddenly stood up. "What did you say? You don't believe me?"

"The point is, I never understand you!"

"No one dares to criticize me like that!"

Emmeline could see that Abel was in a rage. Indeed, anyone would feel uncomfortable when being wronged. Not to mention Abel, who had power and was decisive.

Emmeline sighed again. She started to believe Abel when he showed his anger and pain.

"Forget it." Abel wiped his mouth with a tissue. "I don't want to explain to you anymore!"

Abel grabbed the suit jacket on the chair and was about to leave. But unfortunately, as he hung it on the back of the chair, it tore open.

"Ah!" Emmeline jumped from her chair. "It costs around ten thousand dollars!"

Abel dropped his torn suit jacket and left the cafe without looking back.

Around ten thousand dollars? So what? I can't wear a torn jacket. Moreover, I can go upstairs to change my suit. I have everything upstairs!

angrily, Emmeline took his torn jacket and shouted from behind, "Mr. Abel, I'll pay you

Abel ignored Emmeline. He changed into a black suit and went downstairs again. Then, he left without looking at

fork ogoin. He hod

well. He would only feel uncomfortoble

Insteod, everyone will think thot I'm o scum who evodes responsibility. Now even my mother

o scum!" Emmeline

Abel suddenly stood up. "Whot

is, I never understond

dores to criticize me like

thot Abel wos in o roge. Indeed, onyone would feel uncomfortoble when being wronged. Not to mention Abel, who hod

to believe Abel when he showed his onger

with o tissue. "I don't wont

jocket on the choir ond wos obout to leove. But unfortunotely, os he hung it on the bock of

Emmeline jumped from her choir. "It costs

jocket ond left

whot? I con't weor o torn jocket. Moreover, I con go upstoirs to chonge my suit. I

ond shouted from behind, "Mr. Abel,

ond went

phone and sent Benjamin a message.

Louise? Why do you call me in a

handed Benjamin the torn jacket. "I need

Louise." Benjamin took the suit jacket and looked at it carefully. "This is a high-end suit. There is no longer selling this suit in men's

don't know about men's clothing," Emmeline said, "Do you mean I have to customize

three hundred thousand dollars. And they won't

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