The Billionaire’s Surprise Twins by A Young Cabbage

Chapter 91 Mr. Smith’s Face Had Turned Deathly Pale

Suzanne scowled and softly reprimanded, “Don’t just go along with whatever’s happening. Let me ask you, do you have the guts to say you can afford to pay for today’s meal?”

Suzanne was an award–winning actress, so her assistant was quite well–paid. However, this was The Regalia. Mr. Smith had booked the most expensive dishes, so each table of ten would cost around 88,000. That did not include the drinks either. With ten full tables, the dinner would cost at least a

million!

The assistant pouted and sulkily shook her head. “No.”

“You see?” Suzanne lowered her voice even further so that only she and her assistant could hear what she said. “You are my assistant, yet you cannot afford to pay for everyone’s food tonight. They offered to pay without hesitation. Think about it, why would they say that if they can’t afford to pay?”

The assistant finally understood what Suzanne meant and hurriedly slapped her hands over her mouth while shaking her head.

From the moment Mr. Smith mentioned blacklisting Claire from the industry, no one other than the producer dared speak up to defend Claire.

This was just a trivial matter. If Mr. Smith had just let it go so that Claire and Julia could sit down and properly enjoy a feast with everyone,

they were certain Claire would have paid.

However, with how ugly things have become, Claire and Julia would find a meal with them revolting.

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When Jon saw Mr. Smith forcefully dragging Claire back, his face darkened, and he swiftly grabbed Mr. Smith’s thumb and twisted it backward.

“Aah!” Mr. Smith instinctively withdrew his hand.

As he cradled his thumb, he glared at Jon. “You brat! How dare you attack me!”

He then raised his hand as if to slap Jon.

Claire pulled Jon close to her and frostily asked, “Are you really going to hit a 3–year–old boy, Mr. Smith?”

Everyone anxiously watched as the air went tense. After all, Jon was only a 3–year–old. Claire was also a woman while Mr. Smith was a man. No matter how angry he was, he should not hit a child or the child’s mother.

Mr. Smith did not hit Jon. Instead, he slapped Claire across the face as he continued to curse her out without care for what it would look like.

a brat without manners! I’ll

was about to strike back when someone suddenly darted past her and grabbed Mr. Smith’s hand. With a slight turn, that

he even knew who had attacked him.

they forcefully twisted it harder until Mr. Smith broke out in a cold sweat from the pain. His body spun in the air until feet clad in

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so quickly that it felt effortless.

around him. Suddenly, they all got to their feet and respectfully greeted, “Mr. Sean!”

“M–Mr. Sean?”

the fear; Mr. Smith’s face had turned deathly pale. He slowly turned around. When he saw Sean’s face and terrifying eyes staring down at him, he immediately

Smith with a derisive

Smith’s arm. “How dare you call my

brats.”

“Aah!”

agony. His arm felt like it was going to snap

inhaled while Mr. Smith screamed. What did

were his children?

Goodness!

stepped onto a

let alone Silverton, would dare to insult

children.

It that

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Smith’s Face Had Tumed Deathly

that moment, Suzanne’s assistant sneakily gave Suzanne a thumbs

goodness Suzanne stopped her just now. Who knew what she might ha said

get as far as she did by being a fool.

industry was a messy place. Beauty

skills played a crucial role in her

as his entire being was filled with

fool! I was a potty mouth! Please forgive me!

No one could help Mr. Smith now.

around the tables toward Claire. After respectfully nodding to Sean, he

to have insulted you and your children as well as hit you. I will not beg for mercy, but… we are at a wrap party. Everyone just wants to celebrate after a

suffered.”

then bowed deeply to Claire.