"Wester, if you can't say it, I will!" Sophia Young slammed her hand down on the table, looking at Charlotte Green with an air of cold, noble disdain.
"Hasn't anyone ever taught you that old saying, 'He who humiliates himself invites others to do the same'? You're exactly that kind of person, especially being associated with the Green Corporation like some sort of beggar, as if you're desperate for money! To think of it, even beggars live with more dignity than you! Since you want two billion, my Brother Kevin will generously give you three billion, so don't act like my Brother Kevin owes you anything! It's not like it's a big deal for him to hand that over anyways!"
"Sophia, stop it..." Wester took hold of Sophia's arm.
Charlotte's face turned paler by the moment as she stared numbly at the card on the table. Slowly, she reached out under the scrutiny of their gazes, picked it up, and offered a faint smile, "Thank my boss for me."
