"I'm not going to stumble three times over a bitch who dreams every day of being someone's mistress!" Lily Shaw retorted coldly with a sneer. She raised her eyes to look at Crystal Shaw, whose face had twisted in anger from her words, and spoke in a sinister tone, "Crystal Shaw, it seems I need to conduct a DNA test for you and that heartless jerk, Justin Shaw. Even if Justin Shaw is a scumbag, he wouldn't produce such a filthy, disgusting seed as you!"
"Lily Shaw! You're no better!" Crystal Shaw thought about what she went through today. She almost had to endure five men. Her behavior might be bold, but she still held onto a sense of shame.
Moreover, five men at once; her drugged and highly sensitive body couldn't possibly bear it, fearing she'd end up being played to death by those men.
