Originally, she thought all men were lustful, but before she could even reach him, Charles White kicked her away.
He disdainfully flicked his trouser leg, as if something dirty had touched the part she had.
"Young Master White, Zoe Yale is just a little girl, apart from her background, how am I inferior to her?" Sally Brown was provoked by his actions and screamed hysterically.
"You're inferior to her in every way." Charles White slowly squatted down, looking at Sally's heavily made-up face and the greed in her eyes that she couldn't conceal, and coldly curled his lips.
He lowered his eyes and no longer looked at Sally, whose face was as pale as paper, and then stepped away.
Returning to the dining table, Zoe Yale was already gone...
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Yale Family Estate.
When Zoe Yale walked in from outside, she kept her head down, staring at her wrist where Charles White had grabbed her.
