"You're still talking back to me?"
"Grandma… No, Madam Harris, it's my fault. Don't blame Sharon; it's all my fault." Crystal clenched her fingers slightly and pursed her pink lips. Her delicate little face instantly turned pale, and her wet doe eyes were filled with grievance and unwillingness. She looked very lovable.
When Madam Harris heard this, she became angry again. She then splashed the champagne in her hand on Sharon's face and slammed the glass on the ground, pushing her into the pile of glass shards.
In such a public setting, Madam Harris didn't show any mercy and slapped her granddaughter-in-law for the sake of the York family's daughter!
Sharon pressed her hand on the glass shards, and blood oozed out. She couldn't help but smile, but her eyes turned red.
