"Just opening your mouth to say 'vixen' and 'trashy,' huh? Aren't you afraid of losing face for the Thomson Family?"
"What did you say?!" Avery Clark gasped for breath, her chest heaving. "You, you are such an ill-mannered person!"
"Hmm." Emma Smith surprisingly admitted without hesitation, "If insulting someone as a 'vixen' without even seeing their face counts as manners, then indeed, I lack manners!"
"And also—" At this point, Emma wasn't afraid of making a scene.
Truth be told, she wanted to escape from Robert Thomson's side, and getting her money back would do. She didn't want to continue!
Who would want— to be pushed so forcefully by a man, her will ignored time after time, as if he wanted to break her into pieces?
She didn't want to keep trying to please Robert Thomson. His mother is here now, and if she could deter him from bothering her any further, she would be even happier!
