B*tch!

I was so furious I could beat her to a pulp. I roared at John. “What the h*ll is wrong with your eyes, John Stovall? There are so many women in K City and you had to settle for this b*tch?”

John was offended and he grunted, “Mind your language, Scarlett Stovall.”

I almost fainted from anger. Louis was clueless. He looked at me and pacified, “Calm down, Scarlett. What is with those bad languages? Talk nicely.”

I took a deep breath and fixed my gaze at the woman still sobbing in John’s arms. “Return the black card. You are not worthy to use the Stovall family’s black card.”

John and Louis were both stunned. Louis frowned at John and growled, “You gave her that?”

turned to Yvonne. “Where

recovered from her shock and started wailing, “What black card? I don’t even know what a black card is. Why are you asking me

at

“Yvonne, do you think I am blind? Earlier at the

Yvonne. She was dazed for a brief moment, then recovered and whimpered, “Ms. Stovall, I have never done you any wrong, so why are you framing me? Ms. Anne lost the card and could not find it. Are you worried Mr. Stovall would

had not witnessed what happened by the pool, I would definitely buy her story. I was appalled by her shameless

the black card, and

day. We will search for the lost card. She is fine now, so let’s forget this ruckus. It is getting late. Go home

swept the lamp off John’s bedside table and howled, “Yvonne Wilde! One last chance! Are you confessing

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