"You fox spirit!"
Emma Smith boldly stood in front of Ella Martin, "Who are you to Robert anyway? What gives you the right to say such things here?"
"Don't think that I don't know." Before coming, Ella Martin had certainly inquired about some news; she understood that Robert Thomson also had "physical needs". It was impossible for him to be celibate like a naive young boy.
Ella Martin had a completely disdainful attitude, "You're nothing but a plaything. Given your status, you can never marry into the Thomson family! Now you're showing off here, but let me tell you, in the end, it won't be you who stays!"
Ella Martin looked at Robert Thomson, who was leaning leisurely by the side, knowing full well that with Robert's personality, he would not easily accept anyone.
As for Emma Smith, Ella Martin was confident she would always be a hundred times better than a lover with a one-month shelf life.
