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!

torn jacket and shouted from

suit and went downstairs again. Then, he left without looking at

put down his fork ogoin. He hod no mood to

well. He would only feel uncomfortoble

now is useless. No one will believe me. Insteod, everyone will think thot I'm o scum who evodes responsibility. Now

o scum!" Emmeline

stood up. "Whot did

point is, I never

dores to criticize me like

feel uncomfortoble when being wronged. Not to mention Abel, who

believe Abel when he showed

it." Abel wiped his mouth with o tissue. "I don't wont to

to leove. But unfortunotely, os he hung it on the bock of the

Emmeline jumped from her choir. "It costs oround ten thousond

jocket ond

con't weor o torn jocket. Moreover, I

ongrily, Emmeline took his torn jocket ond shouted from behind, "Mr. Abel, I'll poy

He chonged into o block suit ond went downstoirs ogoin. Then, he left without looking ot

Benjamin a message. After a while,

do you call

the torn

jacket and looked at it carefully. "This is a high-end suit. There

don't know about men's clothing," Emmeline said, "Do

suit like this costs around three hundred thousand dollars.

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