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.

brat without manners! I’ll beat you up as well!”

and grabbed Mr. Smith’s hand. With a slight

Smith screamed in pain before he even knew

as 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 leather shoes stuck him in the back of his knees, forcing him to

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quickly that

in shock at the tall man with an oppressive aura lingering around him.

“M–Mr. Sean?”

it was the pain, and perhaps it was the fear; Mr. Smith’s face had turned deathly pale. He slowly turned around. When he saw

down at Mr. Smith with a derisive smirk

around Mr. Smith’s arm.

brats.”

“Aah!”

agony. His arm felt like it was going

while Mr. Smith screamed. What did Sean just say?

were his children?

Goodness!

had really stepped onto a landmine.

entire nation, let alone Silverton, would

children.

It that

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Face Had Tumed Deathly Pale

Suzanne’s assistant sneakily gave Suzanne a thumbs

Suzanne stopped her just now. Who

smirked. She did not get as far as she

messy place. Beauty was not the

Her social skills played a crucial role

sobbing hard as his entire being was

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

producer sighed. No one could help

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

as hit you. I will not beg for mercy, but… we are at a wrap party. Everyone just

suffered.”

bowed deeply to