"Yigol Foster also said he doesn't want my help. I took it upon myself. He also said his company had problems. He also said the same thing as you. But Gem Atkinson, ask yourself, if it wasn't for me, even if the Pay Group had problems, would it have collapsed so quickly?"
That's true, the centipede dies but never falls down. It's just that this time, Gem Atkinson almost relentlessly suppressed the Pay Group without giving them any room to breathe.
"Forsythia Brown, do you know that you are actually so selfish? Have you ever thought about why should I help you? By what right do you ask me to let the Pay Group off if you say so? You always take advantage, using my indulgence towards you, but never really cared about why I indulge you so much? Do you really think it's only because of your identity as Miss Atkinson?"
Forsythia Brown's heart shuddered, her seductive peach blossom eyes gazed at him steadily.
If it's not because of her identity as Miss Atkinson, what else could it be?
