"Hmph!" Ria Chapman sneered disdainfully, "You're afraid of her, but I'm not!"
Upon hearing this, Irene Spencer had a flicker of displeasure in her eyes.
Ugh!
Ria Chapman, who does she think she is—just because she was born lucky, with a good father, that's all. If it weren't for her being the daughter of a major shareholder in Glimmer, Irene wouldn't even bother with her.
"Of course, your father is a shareholder in Glimmer; Kris Cooper will give you some face." Irene smirked sinisterly, "But listen to your sister for a moment, you'd better not treat her like that—now that she has Kris Cooper backing her up, she's not someone you can mess with."
Ria Chapman, always the brainless one, remained annoyed at what she heard.
"Why can't I mess with her?"
Seeing she'd taken the bait, Irene's eyes glimmered with more amusement.
"So, what do you plan to do? Surely you're not really going to slap her!"
