"Then what is it?"
Tanya interrupted Lance and pointed at Yazmin, saying sharply, "Is she not a mistress, or is Yvette not your wife?"
As soon as Tanya said this, Yazmin's face turned ashen.
Yazmin had pretended to be weak before, but now she felt that she was short of breath and was close to death.
She felt that she was going to be pissed off by Tanya in the next second.
She was one of the most famous ladies in New York, but now Tanya called her a home wrecker.
Yazmin knew that Tanya had recognized her, but Tanya pretended not to know her. It was hateful of her.
She had no choice, and she tried to move closer to Lance. She choked in a feeble voice, "Mrs. Wolseley, you must have misunderstood. I didn't..."
"Ms. Myers, it would be best if I've misunderstood. Please remember that putting distance between you and a married man is the most basic social etiquette!"
