"Bullshit! I am not an entertainment woman!" Becky gnashed her teeth in anger.
"There is no use denying the truth. Becky, even though you make some achievements by some dirty means, I still have to tell you that don't try to take advantage of Joseph to elevate your social status. He is my husband. This is an unchangeable fact. But what a regret! Even if you miss him every day, the only thing you can do is look at Joseph's picture to relieve your love sickness," Irish mocked her while saying.
"Irish, you..." Becky rushed to Irish and pointed at her. However, she was too angry to utter a single word.
In the next second, her finger was clenched tightly by Irish.
"Ouch!" Becky couldn't help but cry out.
She tried to hit Irish with her other hand, but Irish grasped her hands and then pressed her against the wall.
