Sharon's brows were tightly furrowed. Her gaze was focused on June's face, and she didn't notice that her knuckles had already turned white from gripping too hard.
Astonishingly, June reacted even faster. After hearing Sharon's words, she couldn't help but curse. "What's wrong with that mouth of yours? You're not the only one who can speak! Do you want to embarrass us further by speaking so loudly?"
Seeing that Sharon didn't refute her, June became even more imposing. "If you don't make me angry, do you think I need to use such a method to vent my emotions? I feel so annoyed when a useless person like you appears in front of me. A person like you probably has never seen so much money before!"
Sharon—who was used to her sarcasm—sighed. I don't know why June has called me here.
"Hey, June, who is this? Don't tell me you found a beggar by the street to make up the numbers!"
