"You were slapped in the face at the banquet. Do we have to experience this a second time?" Sharon's words were said in one go, making Wallace even more determined, and his expression instantly became even more nervous.
At this moment, he finally woke up from his dream and completely understood. If Sharon hadn't reminded him, he would have fallen into Madam Harris' trap again.
At this moment, Zaron already understood that Madam Harris' plan had failed. He could only point at Sharon and curse loudly, "Sharon, you're just a smelly b*tch. Do you think you have the right to speak here? What right do you have to criticize our family? I think you don't want to live anymore. You're really a little b*tch! B*tch!"
Sharon looked at him coldly and asked, "You can't pretend anymore? Zaron, let me tell you, I hope you'll be polite to me in the future. Otherwise, if I call our old acquaintance now, you probably won't be able to stay in New York anymore."
