Chester Robinson stood coldly, his voice laced with fury, "You're nothing but a tramp!"
"You..."
Chester laughed coldly, "Have you forgotten how you schemed to tear Howard Geoffrey and Rebecca Quentin apart? How you shamelessly tarnished Rebecca's reputation to elevate yourself? You call Rebecca a tramp, but in my eyes, you're not even worth that!"
"Chester!!" Alice Robinson angrily swung a slap.
Chester caught Alice's hand a second early, looking at her flawless beauty without a hint of warmth, with a mocking smile, "Stop flattering yourself; to me, you've never been anything!"
In that moment, Alice's body trembled, the anger-driven hand softened under Chester's strong grip.
Chester harshly let go of Alice.
Alice staggered back in disbelief, staring at Chester.
Her eyes were filled with impossibility, her usual confident bright gaze now replaced by boundless sadness.
She retreated in a daze, her face pale, as if greatly shocked, murmuring, "What... what did you say..."
