Lance was dressed in a suit and had a straight figure. When he spoke nonsense, he still looked elegant and noble.
Yvette's face suddenly turned pale, and she trembled.
But Lance did not care at all. He looked at Charlie with his mocking gaze.
"Should I congratulate you on your success in taking my wife away? You seem to be familiar with it. You must have broken up many marriages before!"
Lance sounded very jealous.
Despite what Lance said, Charlie's expression remained calm. He didn't even blink his eyes.
"Lance, when will you stop talking nonsense?" Yvette could not stand it. She was very angry.
Lance raised his thick eyebrows. "Did I say anything wrong? Or have you forgotten the details?"
Yvette was speechless.
She did not doubt that as long as she retorted, Lance would really tell the details.
Charlie watched them arguing and felt annoyed somehow.
Lance seemed to not care.
